as i pore water into pores fertalize my insides got these flowers growing out of my corpse..ima walking bouquet. zombie infested infected with freshness grungy with a gentleman's gesture loony lecture like lecter he's on point... i am jus a syreenge(syringe) wit wings a cryptic hummingbird in reverse instead of slurping he's dispersing nectar the speech is so sweet. diabetic teeth. he spit pastel pelets like a pez dispenser infact that last bar was la..venda(lavender) witha hint of magenta dis cartoon dialogue im overheads like unspoken thoughts my words are in clouds like charlie brown wen i spit it rains dis comic strips from the lips im bowie bizarre cus my physical consists of the same stardust dat was found in ziggys nostrils(sniffs) u see the mainstream doesn't know his name but he's huge undergound like colossal fossils..........to be continued(you will probably hear this again on a beat thats wen u get the rest...get this first)..........outtie.

~V~........(fuschia plane buzzes byeeeeeeee.)