I don't know. Is this conspiracy or prophecy? Devour the conspiracy, and fortell a better prophecy...
This real as it is,
You think I'm a spazz,
cash it in.
Stop sayin' it so,
stop rollin' it yo,
stop dropping it like it's a show,
of what is truly you,
it's no go.
It's no go because you show,
so much shit you can't hole.
Idolize someone else, but not yourself,
demonize no one, except yourself.
Template your way into the grow,
Sample a rhyme, then make it show.
QUick to remove all that can bestow.
I wish it were as it is though.
Can't take into account that this snow,
row row row your boat, then kill foe.
Assemble an entire of anything.
Make things work without a sting.
Make people wish you never ring.
I'm not always this way, but then you will sing.
Internet guru,
Internet buru,
Cancelation inpending,
Simulation is definitely fucked up.
I didn't say a thing. I A[M]ber.
