scribble a pic of kibbles and bits draw the out lines then fill it all in
for my daugs who got thin Fat is in

Dare you all to have the wherewithall
to declare life a miracle and bare it all
in a way uncomparable
to that unbearable terrible parable
of the wearable aerosol
spray can tan like the ray ban man
in a banana hammock eating a hand of manwich
socks on his sandals spam on his hamhocks
and vericose veins leading to the comotose brain
old folks on the rolled oats train
need to smoke dope strains and control those pains
bowl less grains more delictable vegetables
in the sensible ritual sense to lecture you all
with a manual on the mandible and the jaw
I hear my music through a rubix cube
and screw my muse watching blues clues
as I peruse loops and shake my shoes loose
that's the truth too dont get confused dude.
/fresh picked or dumpstered I dont refuse food
although it may be refuse to you.
i eat that bruised fruit drink the ruined brew
wash it down witha shot of booze too
who new a little spit and i got new shoes
shine em up a bit then i go boob cruise
I can't explain it that's just what dudes do.
i get mezmerized by how boobs move
It's a bit of a distraction, some call it action
Boobs in my hands and my feet lose traction
Moving right along to not pause the rapping
cause this kid can get lost like bad mapping
Snap! Back to the rhyme back to the time
I turned around so fast I bout cracked my spine
as I tracked a dime just to see a fine behind
find a magic bean and I'm climbing up the vine
to recline on the clouds just like im divine

melt ladies like wax on poly-vinyl-carbonate
I cant keep track wobble wobble rawr and skip
dust bunnies choke me up, so I wet em down with spit
rub it around a bit or get the dish to flip
I'm bound to trip just by the sound of it
let it go round a bit til I found a hit
then I'm poundin it Like this sound's the shit
add snap to the snare reverb around the kick
flip the boom bap from the boom bip
make a lip bloom like a tooth split.
Speak the Rude truth with love and acceptance
while most of you dudes have trouble with questions
I'm above basic lessons popped the bubbles of stress and
toast champange to my brethren

as I exhale the next spell to impale your cerelbellum
I set sail to west hell I wont fail to share an L with
an undead Elvis well fed wrapped in velvet
I do well with the gifts I was given like elves sweat.
well met, a thing I rarely say, Most these sheep people just be in my way.
treat me like a wolf they afraid of my gaze.
can't blame em when they say Im strange
take you more than a day to navigate
your way through my maze
to me fate is a phase I'm paving the way
as I bravely engage
somnombulists with the a face that remains
alert and awake pump pump pump your fist
shake you out of your slumber into a land of wonder
like earth quakes and thunder over the rock your under
at first you reject it cause you didn't expect it
but as you sit and reflect kid you begin to respect the projection
as my images reflect the conception
like a monumental erection
seen from every direction
with ornamental inflections derived from introspection
as i inspect the gadgetry inside of me
strip off the pagentry get raw like beef
I flip on the majesty - move the pawn like king me
I'd sing you a song but I don't sing sweet
so i string you along with images an these beats