Precursor

I spent to much of a time tryin to jot down these rhymes

but my mental can't control cerebral, I feel evil.

Seriously incompetent reverse version of divinity

in this sanctuary, it's very bloody, battered, I'm hungry.

This worlds always stuffy, these biches never love

They only want my knowledge.

Though the knowledge can go both ways if she gives the A-ok

I can get B's, and hopefully she'll C that she will suck this D.

Woe is me, always tryin to be the man with the plan

fly like peter pan, going to askaban, to free alakazam

cause ya gotta catch em all man.

I never thought I was free or even sincerly understood

how I should define crime, until I got my heart stolen.

It was a little atrocious

these women keep me feelin supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.

I've been fed lies in doses, the most

cause I chill on the east coast, always been taught to keep green

but they takin the weed.

And I always see the greed tht they feed

at school lunch the tin foil, nigga tht's too much

faculty turned me into Java the Hut, but so wat?

I never made the cut, when I'm makin cuts payin off these loans son

I can't condone financial upheaval to my mentality

I lack factuality, mind is a fallacy.

I haphazardly get destroyed dramatically when I reshape my tragedies

until I convert into purity

through these lines I'm worthy

better than holy fury, or a flurry of pirates with scurvy.

I'm kinda hungry, gonna cook a turkey, no chicken don't jerk me.