SuNuSuAL77

Im feelin so unusual...

Electricity hissing in me ,

its crucial to scoot your caboose on through , move your blue swade goody two shoes like the Titanic attached to the Spruce Goose,

All aboard??...Chewww....chew

Feel-f-f-f-f-feelin' so unusual,

Is it ludicrous to move to the groove ,

Soothin' you into a snooze,

Abusin' the juice booze,

Schmoozing with dudes,

That aren't even amusing,it's rude,

To speak in circles around, it's few,

F-f-f-futile ,to spew viles,

Of venom that I was savin' to fuse wires,

Together so I can induce fires,

While I seduce liars,

Into tellin' the truth cyphers,

Deduced from the clues fiber,

Like a saber , tooths tiger,

The proofs nie- therr,

Here ,nor there, or in screw drivers,

Gettin' D.U.I.'s 2 times with a few minors,

And even more majors,

Then a league of their own ,

27 plus 4 flavors,

Bask in Robin hoods store labels,

I hope that youre able....

To decipher more fables ,

Then a palm readers worn table,

Hard to the core maple, syrup, stapled to my my stir-ups in the horse stables,

I had to divorce whales,

In sickness & health, for richer or poor fails,

But I can still hit that, with my nine inch door nails,

[Chorus] When the chem trail plumes in the sky ,

Hits my eye , like a pizza gate pie...

That's amoré,

When the Google saddle- loons, lose their fumes ,like a blew out balloon.....

That's amoré...thats..that's amoré...that's amoré...

[Verse] I see a lotta hotta, hot ,hot ..air balloons, once in the sky...vanilla sky, once upon a time ago...long, long time ago

If your mind is blown..

You might not survive that road,

He won't deny that rope,

As it chokes around his open throat,

Smokin' a pound of oak..tree,

Like this one hoe ,she...smokes coke free til she owes 3 ..blow jeez ..jay-owe-bee's....

Gee'z down, floats up..

did the most ,once...most stunts..opposite of tryin' to over dose..once

But being sobers gross,

I'm almost stoned and always broke,

Call me smoked...out,

Follow me on rope,clout,

Or red vine ,or head chime,or face page , gram on Insta slime

from breakfast in bed rise...and shine...

Til it's bedtime ..

Leavin' a trail of bread crumbs in to a canary led mine,

A frickin head case doin' dead climbs...

Goin' through red lights,

Hit the brakes til the tred bights,

The cement ,hearin' the screech wine

Oh what a treat ,im..

On the streets, prime,

Suspect ,runnin' up drug debts,

Anouncin' dumb bets, bouncin' some checks,

Amounts to hun- dredds...

Unspoken, out spoken, speaking out on everything that's unsaid...

Tred lightly or your red Nie- keys,

Will be shred-dud...like cheese,

That might be...sprinkled on ping pong pizza despite me...you may not like wheat, crust ,but at least eat once, and sip on that sizzler, like you're sippin tea cups...jeez-us...hoes down for re-says...pieces..

[Chorus] When the chem trail plumes in the sky ,

Hits my eye , like a pizza gate pie...

Thats amoré..

When the Google saddle- loons,

lose their fumes like a blew out balloon,

thats amoré...