elastic traffic, feelin pshycopathic//
actin passive, took classes, but I'm back in//
practice the tactics count steps like blind men//
still grindin, dining on the product I'm buyin//
tryin new methods wit the same oie mentality//
practically throwin myself over a bridge casualy//
gradually increasin speeds due to gravity//
with a compasity leavin my limbs amoungst the dispatchin scene//
when actually I'm batterin myself unconscious//
so montrous trapped in a body wit no concept//

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Lyrical Rapsody