a wizard, a true star |
cheeba cheeba, y'all. |
coppernicuss chillin on p. beach |
distracted by meditation tree |
drunk in love. |
flowers of evol |
ghost variations |
naked in green |
grins for no reason |
growing up old while the mind softens. |
he aint give ya none, diddy? |
he trots along rubbing my thigh. i reach down rubbing his padded cranium as we go. |
ever since hush had a pup. |
meet us on the island, |
thee ghosts of exposition. |
world, i'll melt with you. |
mister got a bottle and a ball in his mouth and i got a lovely smile. |
motherboard at p. beach. |
my posse gone get some. |
singing into a rope. |
what up you spect me to just folla you yes i do |
you dig my rap. what rap. |
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