SD

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Tethered and sleepless,
The shepherd is sheepless,
Shaman strong but he measured by his weakness,
Im just trnna seize this, day and paper,
Woke up this morning hungover with a razor,
Footie pajamas for speed racer, any takers?
Just like kobe does, i secretly hate the lakers,
I secretly hate everything, does that make me a hater?
I got all of this venom in my jejunum,
Enemies say i survive everything like im steady cartooning,
Ready for doom and straight whickey consumin,
He stare into the void hopin it doesnt consume,
He keep a pen a pad and weed on him,
No cologne, where he go they smell the weed on him,
Life is simple, we just make it complex,
Complicate, cultivate, nonsense and concepts,
My desire is for acid, a bitch thats convex,
And an outlet for the demons preached against in convents,
Heretic by nature,
Verbal gladiator,
Come down from the mountain to get high instead of save ya,
I met my maker, more impressed by his creations,
Except for the ones that dont allow for herbal recreation,
Hesitation, meditation,
good things in moderation,
looking for that Middle Path,
Instead of books of war, or promise of gods wrath,
Im hoping to get bored and drunk at your moms pad,
Blunted Shaman, time travelling, could even be your dad,
I dont have standards, dont use condoms,
You do the math.

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BluntedShaman
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