Its Never Enough.... Is It?

Most of my rhymes are half ripped
Mental state of battlist
The walking Gas Chamber
Yo, With mass anger
The man with the plans
To bomb his bank and sill get away
Play with words like pots and pans
I black out whenever I put on this hockey mask
Never a time to ask when I will return
Take a dose of me is like painkillers and ether
Unknown visitor the flesh eater
Yes, I'm much into human consumption
Flesh I munch when I hit the blunt then I
levitate above the sky, There is no safe place to hide
My whole body is just an entity filled with a million eyes
Don't let know one kid you I never die
Mastered the infinite
Like an eight so when its mass density and weight
Collapse I will grasp it in my hands and
Still exist
Do fist fights with Gods and Giants
Found the Devil left him sprawled and crying
I have to many abilities
One motherfucking thought and you collapsing unwillingly
Swallow whole cities, I am the eye of the storm
I could perform a trick
Make your esophagus eat your brain, just for talking shit
I emcee because I'm lost in it