Yo! CHeesin off the transitions and structure. This is BADASS for a spoken word set, and even a great existential or reflective rap song. You could rumble on this with gremlin and giant, hurt the fryin pan sizzlin the shit they buy buyin. No stye in my eye, I see the scene as it dies, every night as the fluid touch the filaments eye. I'm no spy; but there's no denying, I don't need to try. I've got these capsules speaking from the past, propelling my strides. Been Nklynd since my mind lit my body inside. I'm a villain with all of this rhythm so when I speak it you die.

I dunno, could prolly go somewhere. I'm looking to play games in town, help me clown!