Butterfly in space

Verse -

Wings of imagination and the resistance of bad temptation and tax paying, gang initiation and then came land raiders. I'm on the grinding like teeth, it's mastication. You can't beat me like meat, it's masturbation. You get me saying the randomest of shit like I won't be seeing ya in the morning if you want bleach in your water it oughta be the worsest sleeping disorder

You've ever seen before or heard of before. Yah I'll stick him like velcro cactus when restricting to tell you the code of access like where'd the hell did ya go? you've got an atlas.

Like a dead president you're sent in a dreamy state with the speech ya gave

before I reached and aimed. I'm getting cheese cake

In a four way where the whores lay in the bed over near this open windy door way.

Swimming in this emotional ocean of waves

with a whole bundle of cocaine.

Follow the leader like detectives and the FBI

The consecutive and the executive Inspectors of entry into your life. Where is he? He left your side then he left your sight but I'll be ready in 5 minutes, I'm an unidentified description. Dents in the proud ride you've driven cos it's dense outside and I was just tryna get in it.

Duel challenge it's new to me and apparent.

Who drew the police to me bashing and slamming with a battering ram? Flashing my memory like a PC with the battery and ram. It's in continual and annual, the minimal and the beneficial. I write and it's dissent and I'm kept distant like a detonator, rhymer originator. It's obvious you're obdurate.

The oscillator and the modulator and the agitator is on the phone with the operator. I'm not alone on this one with the collaborator. I'm Up in smoke like an evaporator.

 

 

(11th track from the album "Debris of emotions.")