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SpacemanTheJinn

With the Cheshire Grin

Yet another night…

Uhhhhh, drinking and drinking

Uhhhhh, sinking into thinking

Kaleidoscope shining, I’m different when it comes to inking

My focus is glitching, and yet it still seems syncing

I pour my dark mind into priceless pristine glasses

Must be why my clinking don’t reach the masses

It don’t matter, though, I’m playing with matches within my casket

I figure I’m spitting fire, so I might as well rest within the ashes

Metaphorically, it’s about the different facets of my passion

I’m thinking that I’m new classic, future classic, classic unseen

Spitting with a vision of violent clean scenes

I just wanna speak my obscene

I just wanna get across what I mean

But, there’s no trust in a fiend

So, I’m stuck drinking and inking out dreams

Dyin’ Story (or whatever)

Everything is wild when I’m thinkin, “That’s liable”

Thoughts bouncing off the walls like a sugar-induced child

And I find that shit foul, cuz I need pills or liquor to bring the mental speed down

Spittin this muddy sound, you know I got that allowance

You niggas worshipin crowns

But, fuck em, they watch us drown

Livin wit these stitches, these bitches, they never listen

Livin in they blissin, yeah, nigga, I’m dissin

Worldwide, fuck a side

Dyin’ Story (or whatever)

Everything is wild when I’m thinkin, “That’s liable”

Thoughts bouncing off the walls like a sugar-induced child

And I find that shit foul, cuz I need pills or liquor to bring the mental speed down

Spittin this muddy sound, you know I got that allowance

You niggas worshipin crowns

But, fuck em, they watch us drown

Livin wit these stitches, these bitches, they never listen

Livin in they blissin, yeah, nigga, I’m dissin

Worldwide, fuck a side

-3

Sippin on electrical, I think I’ll call it “STATIC”

Drinkin, depressed, and drivin, I’m thinkin I might just crash it

Shit may sound so drastic, but I spit in linguistic haz’id

This mental status meltin plastic, I guess I could say I had it

Poetic Polaroids, yes, I’m droolin like the baddest

Biggie wit the Eminem and Rick with that inspiration

The scars, I’m stitchin in

I’m learning, dealing, and listening

I’m teethin, bleedin, and speakin in wins

-essed, i…guess?

depressed

a yes, a yes, a yes, a yes

“common sense” of self a mess?

I GUESS, I GUESS, I GUESS, i guess

feeling weak within the stress

i wanna die, i wan’ digress

FUCK THIS LIFE!, THIS LIFE IS STRESS!

“kill him, kill him, kill him”

i speak this peerin in the mirror

fuck this praise of “strength”, this shit is killer

Momma…(or…Ay, ay, ay, ay)

Ay, Momma, I’m stuck in drama

The trauma dun made me dumber

This mind is steady in flutter

Flummoxin like a motherfucker

Dyin inside…

Chokin on the blood inside…

I guess that must be why

I’m failing when it comes to tryin

No more whining with the “why, why, why”s

The real is just the picture

The picture is just a fixture

I angle the fixture with liquor

Adding it to the scripture

Fleshing it out with pictures

Padding it, make it thicker

It’s a neverending cycle

And I’m sharing it in flickers

Tryin to fill in the fissures

Ay, momma, I ain’t feelin like a victor

WILL YOU?

You’ll remember me

When you reminisce within your dreams

When you hear your friends, your family, askin bout me

When it makes you wanna me scream

When you really, truly, do want me

You’ll remember me

SEE?

You’ll remember me

When I ink or bleed into the scene

It’s all the same thing

I’m shining wit a darker different bling

I’m twitching wit a different blink

Spastic wit a different think

I️ might be something never seen

I’m dark like dirt, melanin that neat

My skin is all I️ see, yet it’s bleedin all on me

So, I️ write within my see

Fuck yo seat, it’s all on g

SEE…

You’ll remember me

From the couch, to the shower, to the sheets

Hittin every angle, every degree

And every scream

We drippin in cream

Not that Wu Tang mean

Somebody gon have to get in here and try to clean

We just a causing a scene

Something to record, something you can dream

You, me

All we can be

Neighbors gon call the police

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