My Mic Is The Paddle To Gain Momentum My Brain Is A Viking Boat
And Critics Say Im Out Of My Mind Cause I Abandoned Ship In The Ivory Coast
My Album Snippets A Ticket Whether First Class Flight Or Coach
From A Window Seat You See Linings In The Cloud...Silver, White Or Both
My Eyes Are Two Radioactive Isotopes
That Alter DNA And Tangle My Double Helix Like A Boy Scout With Fiber Rope
At Times It Overheats And Releases Sativa Smoke
Im A Doppleganger Under The Notebook Sheet...Its My Disguise To Cloak
Which Enables Me To Conceal My Inner Aura From The Harshness
A Forum Novelist...To The Death And After The Post Mortem And The Hospice
The Finest Minds In Medicine Surround Me With Students From Dorms In Colleges
To Witness The Corpse Composites And Collages
The Second I Passed...Time Froze And People Checked Their Corum Watches
Thinking ! "Hes In Suspended Animation, The Lord Will Restore Him In The Process"
Days Later On The Autopsy Table I Showed The Cornea Of My Optics
Once Again Around The World...At 4:20 The Clocks Tick
As I Was Reborn As A Prophet In The Shadow Of The Colossus
Plumes Of Smoke And Chimes Of Vatican Bells Announce My Arrival Like The Baroness Hale
My Character Excels Beyond The Personality Capacity Of The Average Male
Travel Through The Vertebrae...The Path To My Spines A Gravel Trail
The Spines A Ladder To Climb...My Minds Cloud 9 Where You Can Parasail
Without A Parrots Tail Each Time I Take A Breathe You Feel The Breeze In The Fall
Trees In The Forest Of My Fornix Are Notebooks Where Loose-Leaves Will Fall
Winter Thinker...Theres Snowflakes And Frozen Lakes In My Cerebral Walls
And With Their Toes In Skates...Words Carve Figure Eights In My Scalp

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