not doctor sues, more like a nuke with a screw loose
going kookoo, rappers look more fag then tootoo's
from alpha to zulu, i still rap like i used too
horror core kid, still penin' tracks that move you
the moon moves, and sinks below the vanish point
the average coin, heads to heads to the pass the joint
its trip thru the black aint unlike the life of the ants
that run in circles under its lites at nights infact
it mirrors our struggle, rain runs down in urin puddles
holds its humble, close linus security blanket cuddle
were in trouble, we walk blind trying to find an exit
from the senseless, but our sencess cant help the exodus
mean while in the brain of the average there panic
as third eyes shrink and shrivel from all of the madness
slow mo panarimic snap shots as it disappears
let it open youd move easily see it crystal clear
Bronx producer and D.I.T.C. member Buckwild enlists Fred The Godson, Flee Lord, Smif-N-Wessun, and a slew of others for a triumphant LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 26, 2020