Courtship On The Block
 

Mr. Dinkles was never afraid & that's his flaw.
Plus his blood thirst was never an afterthought.
He can't evolve because he'd never learn.
Too hard headed to listen to a mentor's words
Centaur birthed explains why he's full of shit.
His world spins off axis into the blue abyss...
Listen to the echoes of silence, who is it?
Picture all manner of dissociative patterns.
The painter is scatterbrained with a Masters in bastard
Jogged memory while the mouth is running it backwards
A muddled mogwai that puffs on that wet.
Looking into the future that has become past tense.
Laugh at the accents the alienated dare speak.
You a shot in the dark, a decaffeinated square, geek.
Trying to uncover the Dinkles with a torch & pitchfork
Forget the vernacular of society within this sport.
The hunt begins when the smell begins to sweeten.
Blood has shed and this is where one ends their evening.
Stand where belief turns into a twisted concept.
Mind shattering balance burrowed into cryptic nonsense.
Where life has turned into nothing but cat & mouse
Forgetful in your ways...the world is lashing out....
Gentle demons that carry the burden while they dance around.
Humming melodies that hypnotize & spook..
Dreams of secrecy gone ablaze in the pyro's poof.
Never look a bear in the grill for survival juice.
I don't know how you survived this spoof.

right I enjoyed this.... kind of felt like a way of saying I wrote this but take it as you wish.... sortve not sure if I explained that enough but basically you were writing something that was difficult to understand and because of that it could be interpreted in like whichever way you want.... to some parameters ofcourse... good drop anyways good read and everything...