[Split]

August baby, late bloomer. Honest, I literally just missed the call,
to be the brave loser, conversating with brain stupors sitting in the hall.
to be the paint gradient scathing the grooves in the city school wall.
Didn't make the grade before school started. I literally, just missed a call.
I'm residually, the basis for her fall. Echolocations, waterfall, monorail,
the Autolog Saws-all. Gator jaws, contrails, broad daylight alchemist in automail.