My arm it hurts so much from the mic I carry even though its light weight, don’t listen to the whispers whatever problems we face I’m the arcane mage with the missiles that drain, hear their whimpers of pain complain I plan for what can happen not what shouldn’t, bent over in the opera house you aint got the blim blam, Mister Yo’s gotta brilliant mind like Kazan, the time traveling man Blendin Blandin one wish to be wasted body was unrecognizable like Jonas due to the radiation, check the retina, I come correct sir, the particle accelerator propels me forward faster than Dyspo through a wormhole the jester gestures I rip apart comets and harvest stardust on wings of wax and feathers like Icarus, kid I’m the fuckin’, Daedalus of this hip hop genre, the Marlon Brando of melodrama, the Billy Wilder of film noir, the fuckin’, Penny Pax of porn, sack red, sacred, sac religion, Mister Yo in a uniform of West Indian garb killin’, the sacrificial deer blindfolded like Collin Ferrell, in the booth like phone

I’ll show you my origins like Kevin from Split, I am a Kevin except for, when I spit, Mister Yo is Kagney Lynn with the gag reflex, on the mic I droll, like Krystal Jordan my discog is thick, I’m the angler with lines like The Fisherman, Rey Tosim writes fiction kid, my entire teams dynamic is harder than granite, stones thrown from a canon couldn’t even compromise our tactical advantage, standing on the ceiling like fan, I cast a dragnet to disrupt your man and capture whoever comes after, the planets align when my sights are affixed, a truly spectacular vision, I must admit, don’t trip over spilt feelings, somebody once asked me what I was doing I proceeded to sit there in silence and process the underlying meaning before replying I’m busy, and then went back to doing nothing, I mix down tracks like concrete with my boy Bleach, bratty Kathleen Softhands applies lotion to moisturize her feet, if I were present I’d have assisted but I was out in the Carolina’s on business with Caroline hybridizing roses to be sold at a later date sometime in May, I may, speculate a situation and tell ya exactly what I’m thinkin’, cauterize the amputation to prevent future bleeding, demonstrate to me babe what it means to be safe, I invaded space in the same rocket ship that Invader Zim rode in, dropped off the packages like deliverin’ escargot as cargo I got in the car and goed, so cold, when I flow, you’re gonna need a Carhartt coat, Mister Yo, twirls the cord when he talks on the phone, as he’s not so easily distracted, he squeezes asses like relieving sauces from packets, on the scene like stain, America’s Next Top Emcee seems to me to be a very plausible claim, to be Made, like MTV, except I never change, a bookmark marks a page to be saved, I appear to change, on the surface, you’re a Soul Society reject I carry around a sword as big as Sephiroth’s is thin, a tale of revenge, told by two twin, sisters from Asia in a language your probably not familiar with, sounds like a movie I would rent, kid the instructions hidden in the appendix were Lost in Translation like Scarlett Johansson Under the Skin, I’m hoverin’

It’s the antibody god body like Ozzy with more lethal toxins running through his body than a reptilian or octopus kid fuckin’ big blue rings like Sonic on my person like purses the alien from a distant planet that’s still nameless to pursue me, is fruitless, the great Namekian wields great spirit, the giant headless aviator flies into a skyscraper I’m scrapping the sky with the knife tied to the end of my bayonet when it just rests on my shoulder, past the stratosphere and into the solar is how high I stand after transforming like Jiren, I really have no friends, bruv keep your distance I heard she sucks the innards from her victims then spins a web like Charlotte, under my psychosis you will think I’m the coolest person, a pool of eternal youth, shows you no true reflection, I am a refraction of what you want annihilated, I created the cherries that blossom on top of various organic plant specimens they painted my portrait like Dorian in a galleria of jewelry and gave me two heads like Tomei, resistant to many things, the protectant spray protects from wetness I am the healer that prevents damage before it happens attentive maintenance on the verge of autonomous, she stuck a tail in her ass and had me call her neko, kid, a child of Elvira tactical visor the council of advisors advises the elders I keep a blade like runner tucked down under like Australia, Harrison Ford in a Ford Explorer Smiles like Ryan once the calluses Harden like James from swinging that a fore mentioned blade, they follow my template, containers contain, into a façade I face,

analytical, often times critical, if I were to put it on a screen and you stared you would be missing half of the messages, in the foyer I stood with images flashing, pass by the entrance without an introduction it is rude to not do as instructed, boy like big, her nose piercing stinks, when was the last time you washed it, I opened the basket and the smell was worse than garbage, proceeded to comment on how the clothes had to have been purchased second hand or handed down, wow, after further inspection your preferred brand of detergent is the absolute worse, I wouldn’t buy it if it was on sale, she said I put the wind in her sails, on her back like strap I steer, Ester has a confession organic fragrant compound sweatin’ I lolls in the garden with a pomegranate after I left the scene reminiscent of Hamlet,

Attempt to try harder it is not impressive in the slightest when you do nothing and get rewarded, I do it all on purpose so you can hold me to the standards that are highest, her state was catatonic when we laid down in the consulate, I gave her that ring like I promised, the caltrops tripped the accountant, who holds who.... Accountable I wish you luck, in all of your future endeavors and I hope to, never have to see you again, her features began to blend, she said in a fluster to Fred, we need to make an amends, the architecture was Art Deco his style was of a renaissance revival and fetched at auction in the upper echelon of thousands, one thousand knives kid don't bend, I perforate what can't be bent sitting in an almond colored luxury sedan that the manufacturer tried to pass off as tan I don't necessarily remember the brand, 42 bands like Elton Brand, Mister Yo makes music like... Chin, there was once a spot in the living room that needed to be covered by furniture, I had to replace the filter in my grandmas furnace on the phone with some dude from Syracuse we discuss what is important, bury you in a fertile thicket where the grass is at its thickest, my black trenches are the longest, pour another cold one and put it on your tab as I will be paying for it later, upgraded the refrigerator to a size that was more manageable for the space we had at our disposal, don't let anyone tell you otherwise, you are disposable, at first I'm not always personable but I'm punctual always the first one at the functional they meant at the terminal and walked home together, I’m Lana Rhodes and Mia Malkova doing yoga for yogurt in a t shirt that’s too short for one of the more gonzo orientated networks like Legal Porn, I work, five sometimes six days a week and am deserving of a break, it pains me to think, how much time I have waste, been running up that Hill with Lauren who had a Bush like Kate, we paraded naked through the grapes, through the grapes we paraded naked, like a child atop the play ground I can see through the whole vine yard, give Allegra some more leg room I can smell what she uses to douche, the last time I glowed a burst did occur after that I don’t remember much if I were being honest, Mister Yo comma, the victorious, 18 year old girls like Didi Gregarious that we knew for years prior to this beckon to our every request, I rest, my head in their laps while they wait patiently and ask gently when I would like to take a bath, the hour has come to pass my preference is of the purest essence organic shampoo extracted from the plants in my garden you must attend, the service regardless as your worth has yet to be determined, who thought that, would have been a good deterrent, I put it in her hole like donut, Mister Yo kid fuckin’

I asked him to hand me the brochure, he said bro sure, the sword illuminates the hands of the mages, when I swing my blade of obsidian, it wedges in, I find myself a crevice to live, an unidentified object sits, when I look to my left, it suddenly vanished, I make my way under the surface unlike varnish, the depths are similar to The Descent, my preference of a gender must remain at a neutral, I’m sure you’ll understand for what it’s worth I give you a token of my appreciation, a promotion is in line but I don’t see it coming to a fruition, I was a magician’s assistant just like a physician, a winding cavern leads to a suspicious looking well that no one can open, I lay awake hopin’, if you do not break then you are not yet broken, regenerate my wounds like Logan and show a, scar on my arm the size of a small incision, Just because you cannot see it doesn’t mean it isn’t there

Damaged goods you can't reuse sugar, I'ma need an answer before I can settle, standing in line with an impulse buy I eventually decided I didn’t need any and all of the items in my cart, neglected to return them back to their respective shelves, nestled in between two couples I had to maneuver my way out, the coupling was stout, I thought I already registered an account on second thought if not I am not interested in creating a new account, she then rephrased herself to which I responded, fuck off, I enter rooms with a cough and often times reply to other people's opinions with, I think not, lead me to the ultimatum a rocket lifts off in stages you look like you ate lead paint and played in rain puddles as a toddler, when was the last time you took a shower, if I call you John Travolta in reference to the actor it's not to be taken as flattery, the commencement of festivities, I began to wade in the water waiting for something or someone to drag me under, pulled from wonder into a pool from Atlanta, deep cut like cunt I saw until body parts fall apart, apart from kennels we kept them in cages like Nicholas while we saved our Nichols like Rachel, mustache like Burt Reynolds, I must stash, the extra needles, in the cupboards, Mister Yo like what is the word, incredible, together we had to travel through Gran Pulse in order to discover what was a matter with Sarah, seraphim was an order of Angels, the cherub has four faces a nameless star classification calcified anything and anyone that passed into its radius of radiation, the stock bolts were various and kept over there, in the spare drawer, under the cupboards, with the needles in them, when I get home if it's not too much to ask for, I would like to have dinner, a constellation shimmers, it is a, constant state of oblivion that she always keeps herself in, a perpetuating sense of dread, nevertheless, the woman in the window shines iridescently when the sun light catches her face, ray like sting, I put it in their chest like Steve, a mystifying ring that grants its bearer three wishes, I gave it to my granddaughter and omitted to mention, she wears it with her sandals and whenever else she can bro, and those who make her acquaintances pay her many a kind worded compliments, I got it from my papa to which a couple questions would follow, I had to straighten my posture if I ever wanted to be able to stand up taller, not that it was even a problem in the first place, the arrows in my shiver were silver until they hit silicone and turned reddish or so, from under the ground radishes grow, and no sir, I never told, most of my good deeds go rather unknown, the camo on his gun was gold, I center my reticule to where when the shot registers you fall over in the marigolds, I have a certain whimsical characteristic, don’t underestimate your competition the opposition strengthens whenever you take a day off because you don’t feel like practicing

I’m starting not to care anymore as your laugh begins to sound stupid, we were once a formidable couple, now you don’t answer my phone calls and haven’t set up a voice mail system, what if an emergency happens? I foresee problems like a fortune teller in a spa not wearing a towel, Mister Yo airs it out like Tom Brady throwing a lob to Randy, angelic with the angles ladies staring through binoculars couldn’t get a good enough view, when we kiss with both our mouths open we share the same breath, if only for a moment, the distance between us has grown substantial we used to pedal the same bicycle, Molly Shannon was a nun in The Little Hours, I'm in the Plaza with Aubrey, she's gotta be like seventeen or nineteen, if you take everything I say seriously I am going to laugh in your face, your common sense betrays and is evidently lacking, you communicate lies with your lackeys, I lack in no category, save for slacking, Jack me off On the Road like Kerouac, I try so hard like Akon, she wears my jizz on her back like a patch when we go out we sometimes match, all black no cap, I might just have to, pat her on the ass at the entrance shrug and say it was mandatory for inspections, the doorman that is never tipped, kid it's worth more in my collection compared to a dollar in my pocket, I reckon, you can keep the store credit, an artist that sketches is currently open for commissions, I sketch on a Honda, Homura time travels, an abled body rival discovers the source of her creators power