Alchemisland

My art a thing of many disparate parts, like chimera or a gryphon

Cereal for breakfast at Tiffany’s, your mug on the Spar milk

Mugs are my drills, always got a grift on

Tokyo Drift when we shift the stick, always got a spliff on

Drifting, putting Ifrit to a six skin

Triple sixing stick shift, hauling hidden bricks, sicking up in kitchens

Five star chase full of elixirs, I’ll race home quicker than a Pigeon

Took my licks, came back with a bigger stick, you know I did them

Suss neighbours like Fright Night but I won’t get my neck bitten

Triple 6 sipping, speedometer never dipping, I’m Merry so where’s Pippin?

We’re popping pills, chewing them like Mr Kipling’s after dinner, dipping

Into that twisted sister, fat bags of sinister minister administered

I’m higher than that crane at Finnieston

Pint night starless sky uninnocent Dublin you can call Guinnesston

Six Guinness down gonna be a fight night, done this tons.