CATCH-22°

(Chorus)Uuumm....what a cunundrum/ I feel jus, jus , just like a dumb-dumb/ arguing wit-wit-wit-with a some-one/...who believes two planes, made three buildings fall , on NINE-ONE- ONE....what a cunundrum...here's a lil sum-2 bump.....(Verse) Yo, What a cunundrum, stuck on earth, between the firmament & the tundra /Since the day my momma gave birth to me, I been searchin' for thunder/ " he been searchin' fo lightning and thunderrrr"/ Whats temporary & permanent, surely you must wonder/ its a Catch twenty one, plus one more, is another cunundrum/ I'm smarter than most, but jus' know, I'm dumber than some one/ " yeahhh bitches...he dumber than some one !"/ no election , presidents ,they're selected, so incorrect to say Trump won/ " Wait ..what the fuck, i didnt even know he run, son" / They call you Y.G. my Gee on eye Gee, a young gun/ "prrrrraaap- prrrrraaappp!!"/ Public defenders ,nothin but pretenders, so you depend on a dump truck/ " just your dumb luck, everyone butt kissing, kissing butt" / jump the shit out me, no doubt see, I'm still lookin untouched/ " you look delish-us"/ I eat rappers for lunch, do a set of crunches , ya'll wanna run up / " come on up then!"/ I'm feelin' rambunctious, take off the gloves and leave you in crutches/" people try to sush this, but they suspects...yeahhhhhh...they fuckin jus sus. (Chorus) .. Ooooh...what a canundrum/ I feel jus, jus ,just like a dumb-dumb/ argue-in-in-in wit-wit-wit-with some-one/ ....who believes two planes made three buildings fall on nine-one-one....what a cunundrum...a nun drum, Uuummm..what a cunundrum/ I feel jus, jus ,just like a dumb-dumb/ arguing wit-wit-wit-with so many some ones, with assum sum...one with an assumption/..who believes two planes ,made three buildings fall, on NINE-ONE-ONE..what a cunundrum...a nun drum..this isn't a love song or a drug song...just another Catch twenty one plus one song....add that shit up...uuum,what a cunundrum....sippin on red rum..keepin' their heads spun .....yo...space is fake...Rain, Rain, Rain drops keep fallin' on my face.....Flatter Day Saints.....peep the halo over the head kids/ & watch out for them walkin' dead ,its/ gona be bedlum if they catch one/ of you fools ,slipping..slippin...slippin' into darknesssss....oh...by the way....its called a Catch twenty two....double speak....nigg-alien- die-allectics..."SO UNTIL NEXT TIME"....this is my special select rime, Oh!! and ladies...don't forget your waters....cuz these waters...under this non rotating plane....they run...they run deep...deeper than Atlantis/ i dont believe in magic/ spinning balls , in an atmis...atmosphere of space, gimmy,gimmy a break,space is../ I aint even gotta say it...I'm jus sayin' though/ layin' low..sprayin' flows , shootin down sky net archaic drones/ every muhh fuckin' day it snows/doin' snow angels..on low angles, in Los' Angel-esss/ watchin the superbowl, lions blowin out the bangels ..how did 2 planes go & blow out three buildings?....