There is a type of people
The worst kind of sheeple
Can not control their mind
Do not know they are blind
Tell me I am wasting my time
As I am so enjoying my prime
They all are only wasting theirs
As I kill their moment in a verse
Them dumb inbred fucking apes
That everything that moves rapes
Of course they wear no holy capes
No divinity in scripture that shapes
It doesn’t require of me much effort
To formulate my conscious comfort
It is all about the very tricky timing
And then capture flow in rhyming
It’s just something that I can do
When my brain reasons in two
Ever since I got myself a pen
Have always found the zen
Found within how to sin
Learned how to all win
Myself is by the Lord
Dodges ape horde
