Alchemisland

Talk you can’t back up, no control like werewolf of the backwoods

Leaping brooks to run with bulls, I’m hitting books to stack bills

Steam comes off my tattooist quills, I’ll die in seconds if it ever stills

Mediocres borrow while the best ones steal

Your stock is empty like you forgot the reels

My foot a church my cathedral ceiling sealed with sealant against your spells

Whatever go the bells of saint me, I’m saintly with miroblytic blood, whatever sells

I sell, whatever darkens your mind makes an earthly hell

I excel at punch penning 

One 1-2 dulls your head denizen

Denis how I’m menacing, get the manners clean when men are in 

Getting numbers sent like to the wall street wolf den

What do you think my angel meant, messages sent by mums to instagram mages, holistic help pages

Explain to subscribers how different are the pyramid and the funnel’s different stages

Mumsnet has a great paranormal forum, more than meets the quorum for hokum pour over

Strong evidence suggesting a serial killer is targeting people I know who whistleblow

Heard my missive now, break it and you’ll hear missile shout

Great big red missile snout you think it’s Santa’s sleigh ‘fore it snuffs you out

Yellow as limoncello my striped liver, gin painted mellow yellow 

Yellow as a livestrong bracelet my amazement of riches

Transaction list longer than Offa’s ditches

My sorceress communes with offed witches, brings me fortunes.