Yup, yup, yup

This is the slash and burn Amazons been cut by Amazonians

My preference, resilience, scrunchous Belizeans my frame of reference

All hail, bend the knee

Third degree of dragons breath

Vorpal weapons snicker snack

Double back 'til nothing's left

The right hand manages while sinister discourages the right brain, but my pain changes lead to gold

The metallurgy is just smith made out of nervousness

The product is a greater good

This is the merchandise made out of services

I can find variable ways to say all of this

My mind has been a terrible waste

I blame politics

My phone prescribed a glass a day, I medicated a half a fifth

I wasted half the holiday drinking

It made my body sick

What's this?

We playing games, chutes and ladders

Don't trip

Tie up your lace climb the ladder

First I had a Saturn, then a Nissan after the Legend

The Legend was a loan, the Saturn gifted presence

Gave them the foo-fops

Blood is thicker than a dew drop

And two blocks they shouting Tupac, up on the rooftop

Thought he had skirted it, it was culottes

I wasn't feeling too hot

I do got soul swang, but daddy sang doo-wop

I do know old pain is in the same shoe box, folded like the corner of a juice box

Who rocks spots and drops new like I do?

Daily cartoon box precise like a haiku

Hot and out the box like Thai food

Sneaky I spy good

The skies hue is sky blue

Warmer than human folk humans are

Showed up with a tuning fork and broke up the moon

I was looking for the answers at a local saloon

I said I was going home well I spoke too soon

I'm breaking waivers

I woke up in an office space, face to face with a stapler and blank paper

And I was promised donkeys, 808 acres

This hourglass is actually wearing a waist trainer, ain't no time to waste baby

Yo, I could bury hatchets

That Pet Cemetery has them coming back

Boomerang approach always encroaching on my avatar pension

The suicide suspension got me comatose

Constantine was constantly repeating in my dreams about the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

Overdose smoke

Goals is Halle Berry on a skateboard, barefoot and pregnant

Aware, shook, and questioning my Shawshank Redemption

The discharge was an honorable mention

The first place and second face in thought was sedentary

My patience was a case unfit to marry, still I carry on