We're about to set off this HumpDay Extravaganza! Prepare Yourself it's going down!
We're broadcasting live and direct from our remote outpost out off of I-20 in Atlanta, going in / getting it in / throwing down!
Ignoring technical issues slowing us down as shady technicians put their scam down; moved on to Samsung I had to put the iPhone down!! in the meantime and between time its going down we're putting it down like this!
Back up in the game like Trump but no foolishness coming through with beats that bump and this good word schooling some with that and this.
What's the good word? O-Zone has a whole sack full weaponized for this and that occasion.
This poem? prepare yourself, it's going down!! it's weaponized to get over the hump! blatant and discrete, its just a form of dictation.. ..of a vague whispered nuance of the conversation with myself more or less, Writing A Letter To Myself like The Chi-Lites? check these insights its part of the backlash.. ..against those wanting to see us falling off the precipice / we know what the deal is / what it'll be! they want to see us burn and crash.
Damn here we go again! what? falling off the precipice following their plan, it's what they wanted us to do!! Out there! once again its on! but we're intergalactic like Artemis 1 we're at home out there in unplumbed space we had to prepare ourselves so we can do what we do!! All of us need to prepare ourselves, it's going down!! we're transitioning in this race a kaleidoscope of souls with us. All of us need to prepare ourselves, it's going down!! we're translating! what? what I mentioned earlier that vague whispered nuance.