Talking to a DMT angel
She said the world's made of pixels and sacred angles
She said the world's a chrysalis and growing wings is painful
She said stay out the weeds, poison ivy can strangle
So I write with a machete on this Page like Betty
Till my problems become confetti I killed a forest already
My heart is made of glass break it stab it like Debbie
I hit Atlas in his Achilles and left the world unsteady
Every time they put the pressure on I elevate an echelon
Every day's a better song fuck it I'm forever on
I don't need inspiration I feed off of fake shit
And there's so much to go around I could infinitely make shit
Dirty Lab was makeshift but we still went ape shit
Time is my alias but it should be MC Break Shit
AwareNess killed them simultaneous with the bass he laced it
I beheaded Aurelias then I jumped in the snake pit
World builder tell me the radius a new planet we'll shape it
After I wrote my first verse in the 1300s the plague hit
Best friends turn to enemies I embrace them as they shapeshift
Then I push them in their grave
Their tongue was a shovel that made it
I get used like a coupon then forgive them and I move on
Everyday could be your last I got my coffin suit on
I asked the spirits for the future I asked for all facts
On the Ouija board they spelled DOOM, all caps