Forget flavourings, have concepts savouring
Correct labouring, instead of inept wavering
Frets craving to be disciple, ending as a typo
Potents blazing self titles, amending the biro
I'm sending virals, so no one shakes pot off
Inventin my style, so ones asking whats hot
You've got pot, a difference between uniuqe
& being a freak that peeps know as different
Instead of, those that involves their ignorant
You can't control figments, just let them free
Get them to be something people strumming
& keep on bumping too like retards to shelfs
Keep far from help, so you can evolve as you
I write words plane so I haven't common flu
Coming at you dis-eased everytime I breath
You'll think of me,