Smart as a crow and as close with Odin
My feet went cloven so with so much smoking
Skin brindled, turning oaken
Entifying from the trees I’m toking
Flying entities harass me, like I’m blind and they’re harpies
My heart pierced constantly at last falls to you-pleasing pieces
Finally, I am peeled back like the flank of scoured Jesus
I stand before you revealed as the villain from Eden
Bathing in the takeaway how much greaze I’m glazed in
Having to send them away, more phones more pins; grenades
When my mind is in pain I have a green aid, in fact I have acres
The length of nations, I’m balling like Lakers, living lakeside.
Alchemisland 
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