Gadzooks

[Mr. J]

It's that off the topography, landed blows.
The type to rock wannabes, broke manifolds.
Twist like vinyl aligned through 2D property.
Sling each line like a church's weekly offerings.
Choke average clones & order Colombian cut
Women camo clothed & a Paul Bunyan dutch ...
The tree hit quick, grounded highs, onion love.
Tears stream down while the h²0 comes in clutch...
Laugh in the puddles & become what was ..
Drift into a dream drawn by AI pen..
If he feel he good, we might see AI win.
If he feel he dope, watch the AI spin.
Cripple a legend the same way AI did..
Ain't I quicker than the comp the way I live?
Without delay I quip over the plays I kick.
Curvin' words quick so in your bae I dip...
Sorry did I lose you? With all this hey...ah shit.
Not these figures again, get the fidget to spin
Now, now....tell me all about the digits again.
Gone within the wind, hit by the rigid hand.
Gotta go again but frankly couldn't give a damn ...
What does the pan plan to call the pasta pot?
Lost in the sauce watching the imposter plot
Punchlines ran so I could wakka walk...
Put the change in the basket, cross your heart.
Drink of my blood then have a talk with God.
It's all binary...and you are just a soccer ball