Alphabet Soup Agencies (ASA)

(Chorus) Alphabet Soup Agencies & rogue agents gang stalkin ' me/ they follow me when I'm awake & when I fall asleep/ they all are deep, inside my dreams/ they wined & weave, & bind to me/ it's time to leave ,,,me alone, go home ,so I can breathe/ this life I lead, was inspired by greed/ now I'm satisfied jus gettin' high off weed/ my hina's needs are kinda cheap/ just make sure that she takes the time to sleep/ she gets kinda mean, when her mind is scream/-in' & yellin at me, over anything from tellin' me /she needs my help & please, could I stop bein' so selfish, jeez leweez .Jesus christ ..barely able to afford beans & rice ,chiefin' pipes packed with green & Spice/..(Chorus) Alphabet Soup Agencies & rogue agents gang stalkin ' me/ they follow me when I'm awake & when I fall asleep/ they all are deep, inside my dreams/ they wined & weave, & bind to me/ it's time to leave ,,,me alone, go home ,so I can breathe.. (Verse) this life I lead, was inspired by greed /so competitive, you love it, repetitive, redundant, confederates ,reppugnant, better get them to refund it/ e r doin' thug shit, for a drug script, or just for 1 hit, or even jus' for the fuck of it/ what a son of a bitch you monkeys get/ up to shit, that I'm not up for , what's up with those dummy pricks/ they can be so un- avent/- full when it comes to men..dull/ most of em' are so sentimental..mental...about their cartoon ball religion/ even the Bible says this calls for wisdom/ all the Christians...who think we live in/ a non-closed system, you better go repent son/ if the helio- centric religion is what you spittin'/ to the ones who listen..I mean listen to your non-sensical/ from monkeys, that evolved into you/ the big bang, man, that's a sin to spew/ what in this apparent plane has gotten in to you ..don't tell me NASA astronauts you look up to/ cuz them fucks use, black magic/ in a space ship that's plastic/ seventeen thousand, miles per hour ,crisis actors are bad at acting, like first responders/ they got a certain posture, the worst imposters/ I curse at doctors, that steal your purse & robbers/ goblins poppin off at the jaw, gob stoppers/ been on the bottom & on toppers/ they can if you let then, but can't stop us/ all the leaves are brown..

momma's & poppa's/ underground monsters, & round objects/ that're un-identified/ the neighborhood I been alive/ in, since i been five, six/ done been gentrified, much to my shug-rin & my surprise/ demons with hybrid minds being idolized/ by design, they lie blind/ & steal your ears off, til your tears drop/ just the mear thought, of genetically lost/ on the weird crops, they've bio-engineered stocks/ til the rear flops, & the gears stop/ til the cabin pressure in your ears pop/ all the years lost, my dear mom/ hope the fog clears off, so fear not..naw..you ain't gotta be afraid..we engage, in rearrange-in the unwritten page/ in the book about my name that's me in stage/-stages of my deranged , life..& times..as I write these rimes