Seasons change

[veritas]

I been on that bull spit.


A Burmese python strangulating a hog on the island of Sulawesi,
The lily pad a malaria carrying mosquito floats on, please believe me.
A shaman named Elorhamin mediating while levitating in his teepee
What all these have in common is you are now feeling sleepy.
See me and uniqueness have a special bond Way beyond deeply
But I know…you’re tired of hearing about that.
Upgraded and downgraded, the ratio of skill to ego.
Perfect precision, deliberately wreck an kill cerebral
At this point it’s all a message in the bottle:
That got drank before you walked the plank at full throttle
Nano bots stored in a frozen gelato
Seasons change, remember the future the motto.