Visual Acuity/Tomfoolery

I'm nasty rotten I'm thoughtless I'm often off my rocker The goal keeper The soul eater I'm playing soccer Somebody save the kid He doesn't know what day it is All this pain and death I'm blazing sess until my brain is dead Since ninety-six I've been high as shit With the fire spit I'm seeing red And I got blood on my tire rims Contemplating what the ancients said in hieroglyphic ancient script Meditated, now my space is where the angels is The crazy thing is all these cigarettes Gon' have my chest deflating Waiting patient for the reaper In a teepee Smoking reefer Watching jeepers creepers In my blood soaked sneakers Drag her through the woods And leave her sporting mud stained features Front row seat her For this drum bone cleaver Send her soul into the unknown ether Bitch, I'm Jesus Lick the penis This is revival of the highest order This my survival inside timeless torture This just a mile of the shortest course Of course its pornographic scenes behind all of these closing doors Eyes as wide as shut As above, so below us The whole world is sick Need to clean it up like throw up Hold up Vomit flow up Deep throating She sound like a garbage disposal Although I'm getting older I'm up to the same shenanigans Smack a bitch While yelling I'm a feminist and pacifist Grab my dick Flash it and snapchat it To panty pink wearing Kid bearing college chicks With klonopin habits The actual fact is my phallus is flaccid Packed in some patterned pants Mismatching like fuck fashion I'm all in a trance again Its not for the fans This ones for the criminals Its not in subliminals Its literal That killer flow And hid it underneath the home The villain of the litter Little runt, its stunted Run it back and double Keep it coming yo Tomfoolery Tomfoolery And its so fucking hypnotic Got my nauseous at the thought of it like klonopin Look at all these dreams that I've been squandering I'm not even clean, though I'm off of it Heart like a hollow tip Leave you, empty You feel me Now swallow it Give it to them Stick it to them Stick it in any human thats moving in front of me They're moving seductively We fucking loud We don't ever fuck discreet So fuck your peace I'm violent and I wil'ing Keep it tucked inside my dungarees So ugly None of these Bitches even fuck with me Come and see whats under me We under go our under clothes Hands caress her double D's Juvenile, puke and bile Food is vile True denial yeah Living in a land where only few decide Its putrescent Who said it Its Hypnos Tomfoolery Smoking loosies with the cool kids after school in the parking lot They don't even know I had that Loud pack for the low, like what you want, son Tomfoolery Smack ya, snatch your jewelry Keep the uzi peace inside my denim jeans I got the tools like home improvement Its for the movement Show up at your door with karate chop moves and all my hooligans Suffering from schizophrenia currently Not a rapper, I don't write haikus I write eulogies Tomfoolery