my Impeccable Instincts tell me to check what these Messengers Bring-me.
what 've you brought for the Draculas Drinking?
was it be-cause i Seemed Lonely?
vanish&poof you Wretched Wolf i'm not fooled by your Sheep's Clothing.
(u deceive NO one)
i Figured you as Psychic; so why should i even tell you i have a Fissure in my Psyche?,
ya'lls creative process- nothing more than Being miserable n Whiny..
mere Virgins ta this Cypher;
Trying to Discern what i Decipher
as writers, your vague observations prompt readers to retire.
in Thirty Seconds i purge my sadness,
then use my magic,
to biologically transform u, into a "lower being" 2alleviate Madness..
but i'm no Jain; you might get trampled
i'm sort of classic- i'm Not 2chainz; u might get sampled.
...i'm a lyrical particle accelerator,
trapping your soul in an elevator.
ask me my goals?
'n i'll tellya later.
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