[Mr. J]

Let me find a balance buddy, raise ya glasses.
trust me youll need it, indecent madness it gets ugly.
another character study of the undead that love me
move like molasses, unknown status, its funny.
the one to bring the hits like Rugby, where the judge be?
cloak & gavel quoting Cloak & Dagger getting rusty.
knowing their whole career a stretch just like Gumbys
hand in the jar of honey, grin so hard cant bear it.
rhymer with no merit, or does one need it writing lyrics?
they too scared to hear it getting em bodied like Holy Spirits
read the gospel while listening to the cries of weirdness.
dozing off in his seat, told them if they dream, dream fearless
pull out the pen & jot down what you can
otherwise point out what you dont understand
shit in the other hand which one fills first?
snatch the flow, & showcase ya skills worst.
deep down it still hurts just call it constipation
waiting for the rebirth so yall can replace yall faith in...