rubix riddles rendered raw

head buried in a reference

waist deep in the thesaurus

ten fingers on the keyboard

as we figure out the chorus

to the song about the living

and the hated and the strange

who get rolled up in this jumble

of rhymes and shit arranged

wouldn’t happen as a freestyle

which may be the song of choice

I gotta sit here, while I spit here

and whisper with a softer voice

till this matter of production

comes together as it does

whether how it was intended

or just becoming what it was

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