I think, seemingly

I’m hella subliminally

What’s gotten inta me

I’m seemingly, subliminally, and demonly 

I deem demons me

Teaching creeps to creep

Rolling with chloroformed sheets

And Super Soakers full of bleach

You move ya feet, I’m stealing seats

I’m nabbing feats

Adult years old still suckin teets

Don’t do much for the tweet

But, I retweet all the treats

As I’m sippin on drinks not neat

I don’t let the lyricy flee

Chompin on words three