No excuse being an artist
Self-awareness absolves you nothing
How someone so handsome could be so ugly
I must be the worst cunt in all Dublin
The way you go on, I never go clubbing
Bouncers tell me it’s not on, jog on
What’s not on, set upon like rabid dogs if I’m put upon
Hate being put on the spot, cupán tae hit the spot
As mercury drops, sitting smoke dots at the spot
Six o clock can’t tell if AM or PM, I’m receiving DMs
From respected society members, first November
Thought hard before hitting send, mum’s the word they said
I know all the go verbs, I leave the kerb and drive to hers
Grab the bags of coke and PCP, doordrop I’m DPD
You won’t need to provide your scribble for me, no signatory
Necessity but you’ll need to greet me with skrilla, enda story
Look through my inventory, decide the plate then decide the portion
Police deplore me, want to stymie my operations
Patient, never engage if I sense you’re plainclothes
God knows how I know but I know, sixth sense, hoe
Only thing I don’t know is where I’m going
No scabbard so the blade sharp showing
Strolling through the crowd at all hours, lights strobing.
Alchemisland 
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