When I’m gamin’
I’m OP as shit
I make a better Catwoman
Than Irtha Kit
When I walked by
I know you bit yo lip
‘Cause the sexy drips from me like an intravenous drip.
And I know I’m a git
There ain’t nothin’ I can do
But wish I were a human Pikachu
Like New Coke, I make the people blue
And when I snuff about you scream:
SHOO SHOO SHOO!
And I know I’m asleep
I must be dreamin’
Because for a second
I thought I was a free man.
We can either build a bridge over it
And we can walk across
Or we can all run into the river
And attempt to cross the slippery mass of dead bodies which collects downstream
This is how I became the king
I did it by killing the other king
And this is where I take my stand
This is where I kill my friends.
A few months ago I found myself a ritual that summoned any demon I wished. I chose Baphomet. He seemed a cool dude, all demoney, got a Batman character named after him. Why the hell not!?!?!?!?!? So I did it. And it was scary. I asked him if he knew there was a Batman character named after him, he made me show him, then he made me rip my comic up. Poor comic. We’re buds now.
The rich still eat gold
While the poor have no bread
So fuck all of these protests
and let’s take some fucking heads
Your stupid fucking photographs with a high exposure effect done in photoshop mean fucking nothing. I hope you’re proud that you “love” a photo of your shoes. I just hope you know that the world is laughing at you. But you don’t care because it’s stylish to get laughed at. Give it five years and see how your shitty tattoos age as they fade, and everything you believed was real turns into a haze as you wished you had spent your life better. Who am I to cast the first stone though? I’m no better. Writing this shit nobody’s going to read, in the hope that it makes someone think about what they didn’t before. But I know it wont. Thinking and re-evaluating your life takes more energy than what is contained in the most expensive starbucks coffee you can buy. Nobody will like this because it doesn’t have a drug reference. Because someone smelt weed once they’re fucking Hunter S Thompson.
Fucking give an arguement against the government motherfucker,
Don’t just say “puppets” and think that that’s enough,
Your political views are as shallow as the reflecting pool,
and I hope a fucking anvil drops on your head.
It’s been standing outside my castle for ages now.
I’m going to risk it.
