Ink drips again (hiroshima reprise)

My Mind Races Figure 8's, People here we go again,

Trapped in this zone, of my own, alone I'm going in

I put rest to the Ocean Flow, I heard that's what made them Sick

Feeble minds are dying, You can Blame it On my Penmanship

I got a Natural Fire you can Blame it On my Heritage

Doing What I Wanna, Thank my Parents for the Negligence

My Spell Craft is Effortless, For I am a Medium of Energy  

Destroy a Mortal's Brain like the effects of Methamphetamines

Higher Echelon, Descendant Of Prestigious Pedigree

Those who've challenged Me Have suffered Hysterectomies

My Third eye is Steady, Vision Trained on my Enemies

My Style is "Grassy Knoll" and these amateurs are Kennedy

Deadly with my Weaponry, Every Weapon forged mentally

Elixir of the Gods, I alone hold The recipe

Feed them full of Poison, then extort them for the Remedy

I have unchained this melody, Its Call is so Heavenly

But my earthly mortal flesh cannot bear its sheer ecstasy............. (Writer's Block stirkes Again, FUCK!!!)