two notes

my charisma this evening be knee deep in the ceiling

i'll rip you apart but leave eyes

yeah the jeans that you be in

i'm a seasonal demon

i check w-w-w-weight

cleaning my plates 'til they glisten

lick 'em in sideway figures of eight

cos i'mma

light years ahead

like. yeah

you dead

i'm glad you made it for the saturated flow though

and that's a great approach but for the main show

i'm tryna' make it so my domain is just unobtainable

my contacts will cataract your gang of rats

i'm hades in hd spit out the adderall

i see flames and red

i'm amc the talking dead

halo hangs on my rack of hats

shotgun stays in the cabinet

whoa

your kinda funny

acting clueless like monsanto do bout

poisoning tummies

already poison in me from eating hoisin and kimchi

i stare into the void and say 'oh boy i don't got it in me'

you so damn obvious

i catch thieves in my sleep and might start messing with mafias

it's not that i am confident

just not afraid of the consequence

not afraid of the critics

i ape

i mock all you mimics

listen

'caw' the call of the crows

they follow me where i go

they help me remember faces and sing for me at my shows

i don't

don't catch bodies no

i catch hotties though

in a lobby

in wyoming

with arapahos

new semester

classroom 3

i want you sat next to me

i don't wanna another year of loving someone who don't even know of my existence you know how to make an entrance

why not shine on me?

or maybe you could try at least?

cos you fly as bees

we could climb on trees

whole lotta little stories circulating from the lips

tryna' give a chap stick

for getting on with my shit

rebel without a pause

a snooze

without a quit

i bring the noise

they turn it up to a level more adequate

my dentist said

'are you here for the sedatives?'

'nah i came for the crown

cos it's sensitive'

i lean back

breathe in

and west i drift

wake up with gold in my mouth and an apprenticeship

before i start

i hope i haven't bitten more than i chew

but that's the cold fact and it really rings true

we leave rooted makers nameless

yet make stupid fakers famous

'we like watching them

they do the stupid shit

we won't do!'

mayday mayday you in trouble

may daisy chains guard your bubble

may crazy rains bestow you

may hungry flames singe your stubble

i'm a psychic on the run

that's a medium at large

stroke my ego in interviews

that's a media massage

look how quick he leaks huh

thats a julian assange

see i'm quick to catch a snitch

pree my harry potter scars

now we setting the bar

open a bottle have some moscato

i'm with shadow in colorado

the rockies will fall undoubtedly

avalanches surrounding me

it's a deadly combination

better jump on the count of 3

dancing in the street we don't give a fuck

they say turn it down

so we turn it up

keep it playing loud so they call a cop

are you gonna leave?

say we will but we fuckin' won't

dancing in the street we don't give a fuck

they say turn it down

so we turn it up

keep it playing loud so they call a cop

are you gonna leave?

say we will but we fuckin' won't

ah shit

what a tiresome day

you are my kin like a nice brulee

see

i got as all through my high school days

and when i say as

i ain't mean in grades

i mean dames with braids

and some janes with manes

i used to sleep in geometry

cos i ain't in shape

i'm on a word rollercoaster

i should print the lyrics and put 'em up on a poster

learn it like ya 'posed to

i see she be walking over

tell me 'send your girl a message and tell her that it's over'

x's and o

get up and go

red is my rose

i eat breakfast in tiffany

the rumours are true man

your not my cuppa tea

i like my own company

this has been two notes

thank you shadow for having me