I'm about to fly ,"fly like an eagle".. fly off the handle/ of the candle holder when it's not around for the fans pour/-ing into this here arena, storming/ with no prior lower or higher, desire to inquire into my entire/ life,& everything I happen to hold dear to me/ over the years I see, with my own ears I be/ over hearin' other normal appearing , to be formal & abnormal, men that conform thru the imports you, sport to, despite all the right, times you thought that abortion was what you had to resort to...I'm being tortured & tormented if I can no longer support you/ in financial court dues/ just to make you more confused / I'm the one who always opened them doors for you " HE OPENED DOORS for you ..girl"/ every restraunt, I would order you ,to eat more than a short order or just ignore her...yeahhh...iggg- nore- her.. she's invisible visible ..see Sooooo invisible, one nation under masonic lodge/ indivisible, intrinsical ,like I said from the very begin-nin-ning,,still// yeahhh we jus gettin' started...don't be retarded, I'm just quoting an artist/ who's smoking the harvest/ growing the hardest, wind blowing from far west/ seen her in hind site, wasnt so far fetched/ I met her at the bar at Carl's Jr. on Car Quest/ Doing his darn best ,to not see stars next/ got hit by a car ...text/- ing is killing these little kids like Columbines Sandy Hook. Dam it crooks/ wana eat my sandwich looks**, I'm famished toots/ speaking impeccable Grammer, Shooshh...(.CHORUS) This..this is the chorus, the coriolis/"CORIOLIS !? the storm we smoldered, resting on Laurel's/ suggestions of whole birds, infested in gold burgs...Gold berrrgs...& them....builder, burgers...too- (END CHORUS)-- So I hope. .I hope ...I do....sure hope that when your bein' provoked / 2 lay low ,cuz you done smoked yer hay- low/ no ..no...i aint no lame ho...mama..wana...smoke....baby.baby....yer my over dose....my holy ghost..my holy, guacamole-& cann-olee..."Dont forget the can-know-lee's!!" pocket fulla pose-ee's...ashes...of Calabasis, "Calabasis?",after they surpassed its ass,lit everything but the grass on fire & hi jacked its tractor / hi jinx & laughter, as your ass were, hangin from the rafters,....the rafters...rafters..no happily ever afters...afters..afters..no, damm yer..so entitled as you misquote your idols/yes...i said...idols.."Billy?" .Its the number one draft ,in a pinch pick, "Pinch pick?" ,the Linch pin/ "linch pin?"..Mister, "who the funk fluckin stole Christmas from the Grinch kid..grinch ,again ??..getting closer to the end & when/ I reach my intended finish line..that's when I might, split open my shit eatin' grin & trip & spin & try 2 correct my miss-in-ten..shinn-el, accident-umm..dental.. dentally ,smashed out my permanent, Keiser Permanent-tay, insured on the tenth day, after the bill was overdue & rent paid,but rents late, this is the end game...(CHORUS)..Sooo ,don't be retarded, I'm just quoting an artist, that's smokin'the harvest, (OUTRO)