I'm getting vibes from the
spirits that go in and out of people around me shaking my head at this evil
bullshit they plan and disguise it in one word and call it a
conspiracy, depopulating the planet is what they aim for/distract us with music
and money, something they have tricked us to go hard for.
I try to be polite when I walk through these governmental buildings/they remind me of Ancient Egyptian tombs decorated with satanic imagery, should I remain calm when imaginary stress has been put on my shoulders? instead I sip a cup of steamed leaves until this Black Dramatic Show is over.
Hypnotized by flashy metals and possessed people who dance across the television screen just to keep that picture framed in my mind so everyday Allah gives me, I can go work towards that deceptive dream, children run around here feeding their precious faces with poisoned food, and go in tantrums when they ask for demonic toys and the parents that know tell them that they can't have them.
Mass Murder, I write this message for you/those who laugh and think this shit is funny and untrue/but very little you accept the truth/rather continue on playing games on your little tracking devices as all of us seem to do/robots we have become/eyes glued to a screen like a witch blew dust on our dreams I never could understand the numbers they assign to us at birth, still slaving until that ride in a hurst/they want us all dead.
Black heads bopping to the beat of ritualistic chants/little Black girls wonder if they could dance(and get paid for it),I just sit back and wonder if I should take this last bit of herb and smoke it/
I try to be polite when I walk through these governmental buildings/they remind me of Ancient Egyptian tombs decorated with satanic imagery, should I remain calm when imaginary stress has been put on my shoulders? instead I sip a cup of steamed leaves until this Black Dramatic Show is over.
Hypnotized by flashy metals and possessed people who dance across the television screen just to keep that picture framed in my mind so everyday Allah gives me, I can go work towards that deceptive dream, children run around here feeding their precious faces with poisoned food, and go in tantrums when they ask for demonic toys and the parents that know tell them that they can't have them.
Mass Murder, I write this message for you/those who laugh and think this shit is funny and untrue/but very little you accept the truth/rather continue on playing games on your little tracking devices as all of us seem to do/robots we have become/eyes glued to a screen like a witch blew dust on our dreams I never could understand the numbers they assign to us at birth, still slaving until that ride in a hurst/they want us all dead.
Black heads bopping to the beat of ritualistic chants/little Black girls wonder if they could dance(and get paid for it),I just sit back and wonder if I should take this last bit of herb and smoke it/
