Re-Verse

Never cough alot, just smoke some pot, not a smoker but a I'm starving myself till Ramadan.

Rhyming Raman with Top Riming, Rimming the clock so it's at the Tip of Timing.

My lyrics bounced off mouths into reflections, the mirrors are intersecting lanes with prisms.

Intergalactic rainbows turning white like a reflect off a prism, that's the way I see em'

I see them light, then a jizm that turns around, quizem, God is wisdom, knowledge power, more wisom to the People.

Xeno flows, with flows I go, not to the back but with expohiriasm, Xeno-knowledge, now subtract the prism.

Thinking of different herbs, the way I go insane is just wings without the bones, flying like a bird then landing like a stone.

It's raining cats and dogs, fish for real, frogs for dinner, is that a chicken dinner?

Evaporating sunlight, turns dusk then dawn, till the end of time the wheel spins until the light-switch goes off.

It's dark, acid flowing through vains making your eyes go dark, seeing the light, it's intersecting lines.

Never give up, that's just suicide, you can always make up your mind, pop a pill to see the truth, that's the reverse-phycological truth.