This patient arcade is finally dimming
Nearis Green is glowing in the dark
Lonnie Holly is glowing in the dark
Coretta is a martyr too the graves floating up to the surface are too the river's food no one owns the river and all the land is free too lazy niggas are free too discipline is a reasonable form of beauty the only truth too much and you get free too free from egregiously renewed to clarity
Where are your other eyes , Charles, Charlie the part where you look in the mirror and dream you were we the inverse / have mercy / you must not know 'bout me part of our dripping territory is loose on this era's ending
Now show me the part where Jesus comes out of KFC™
