.ignoble

In granite left stranded press panic
This happens from mishaps hold captions
 Dante's inferno
How long will the burn go
Six coals I write sick jokes
Til it burns a hole in my wiff soul
This A test while on peyote
the quest of Don Quixote
The willing to flourish gold
In a stone age
Behold
The truth is real
And
Your no good at a stand still
You have to keep going
pick up the anvil
It's torturous
But better than scoring up
You can filler with sulk
Last who gave became a pillar of salt
The willing to talk
Everyone's radio silence
I gave it the okay to go violent
Moonshine is proved to be blood wine
The moods fine
In the flux of time
Destruct the contra
Of opposite through double entendre
Yeah the gods are sick
There's a lot of this
Ignorance is bliss
I figure it is this
People aren't as equal as the labels
They became evil through fables
I'm just here to turn the table
Before I become not peer stable
This year's a fear of meer labels
Prevail or seek to deep wells
Breathe hell
 It feeds well
My vibrations has dyed lacerations
This is my last time as a rhyme act patient
Through pages I'll forever be ageless
Weightless hack of a mind matrix
Defined greatness through
Chimes and sages