I'm bleeding, a masochist who believes in
peace with an asterisk, what I mean is I feel like a pacifist but there's anger in me that will never leave, and it's cancerous, but I'm a cross between Thor, Charles Manson, and Jesus of Nazareth, except if it was me I wouldn't have helped that piece of shit Lazarus "You're dead and STILL want my help? Nah, deal with it, faggot bitch"...and I'm sorry if this seems a bit blasphemous, but I don't believe in that magic shit, I don't adhere to antiquated schemes like a classicist. It's strange, because only in my dreams am I passionate, in real life I'm cold, calculating, seen as an analyst....I'm lonely, fuck, my only crutch is this weed so I leannnn on the cannabis. If you look into my soul you'll see a philanthropist but if you keep digging deeper you'll find the disease that I battle with, nationalist greed for me was the catalyst to say 'fuck the world',
because I hate the killers but I don't believe in the activists
Jesus. Fucking nasty throughout. Cool how it was strung together, schemes never slipped & it was very fluid. I wanted more chaotic rhymes though lol. Like, it got a little caught up in one rhythm, and needed to be broken up a bit more.
minor qualms on a really dope piece.
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Nah, I'm kidding, well not really...I dunno, damn....fuck
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hate when people do this in their drops. fillerfillerfiller lel
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