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Serafina

I stuck around to fuck around to stab my flag in Fairfax/
Sallow mouth to hallowed ground to try to get the care back/
Yellow teeth and brittle bones, fickle when they’re set in stone/
NY to CA to relate and drive it home/
That I will never be a mainstay anyhow/
Super elusive with any noose I’ve been put in now/
And every knot was just a notch on the belt/
Hope swells and never floats in a city where no one looks for help/
Hell, maybe you can scream my name/
With a burning voice, I won’t even reach your flames/
For the last time pony up to reap my claim/
Just a bunch of painted revelries and sleep I save/
For three odd days, the heat keep the eons grey/
Fuck a grand grand gesture I’ve learned to eat that pain/
And me I’m sane, so seething on a beat is strange/
Keep your eyes open we just might believe in the strain/

Come and get it if you really want static pimp/
They call me Visitor a rapper slash savage bitch/
I reconfigure shapes and then forget the bigger names/
They didn’t mean shit anyway, they’re all a bunch of phonies/
I spit and spray, write ‘em in a hidden page/
Kill a song and drown ‘em all out with all of my wicked ways/
Bric-a-brac a grip of haze, empty bottles empty days/
Leave me on my lonesome and watch me from oh so far away/
My mother fucking nut is over 9000/
I speak in riddles like you found me on a high mountain/
I climb out then look back at the cave/
It’s all love unless you get in my way/
Keep a pistol over by the fucks not given/
A bat by the bed, the drugs by the prison/
And you can tell me that you’re better than me/
I still shit on ya’ll effortlessly, it’s like that/

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from PlasticVisitor​.​eme, released December 2, 2022

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