Connoisseur

Deft and exclusive prowess to the norm, I eschew my virtuosity in exclusion

And I bet these humans wish I were less illusive

I'm gettin' intrusive, you don't wanna admit that I'm the best influence

That's why I vex some, I'm nettlesome, bedlam induced to ya

Bemusin' ya with new wisdom like Confucius but, it's jejune to ya

But if you inspect, it's lucid. Don't make these letters useless

Read between the lines; I've never left a lacuna

Being nebulous is what this writing utensil pursues and

It wants everything read but it's more of a magenta fuchsia

It disappoints the nib so forget the hue 'cause it's about to get gruesome

It just sketched and drew a, depiction of a perfect execution

Now it's kinda gettin' outta hand...

Fuck it I'll just step back and let my pen duel 'em:

Watch it [Sway In The Morning] like a pendulum over the next moon yup

This pen oozes, ideas absorbed and my evil twin is ghost writing

Unconscious but still seeing orbs but what's most frightening

Is this notebook's like an Ouija Board

Or is it the plenty of Boo's talkin'? Maybe Luigi's bored

Waluigi, I know you don't like me but please come forth

It's hard to be friends with a demon that pops up with the darkness in your head

Two faced? Nah, but I am my own antonym, and an aardvark to pests

There's an ant in the Nim, and he's buggin' in Peter Parker's web

Schism widowed, he's Batman but thinks he's the first card from a deck

Think I'm Darb? I'm complex, he's a drab but I strive to be a bard in the pen

Lyrically armed with weapons, and I'm a genuine artist of affairs

Because from the bottom; I started there

Now y'all wanna see what else I've got up my sleeve..

It's just armpit hair.