Alchemisland

Drop spot jumps around like fighters in a kung-fu movie Dropbox Me dropping off pounds and keys in sketchy quays You’ve got your dogs, don’t ask why you’ve fleas I’ve got jobs, that’s why your boys optioning me Friends become opps for a fee What pops becomes popular but you have to plan how it’s…

Frowning Its crowning offering the dark-drowning sign marking the way out Godforsaken town Three years now Since I said I was up out of here, and quick about it Inspiration’s not a forever fountain That’s why hay’s made while one’s able Inertia is the glue, depression as a rule, statuesque that unmoving I am less…

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…

Back from Jap Back in the habit like a runaway nun Nabbed in a mad cathouse doing dabs Nothing drab in this entire pad Trap by way of medieval France, Dauphin elaborate Dosed, man, candelabra Fanta cans but man can’t say what he’ll have with it, incriminate All that evidence fed into the grate, names,…

Nippon trip while the Yen’s shit, spending dough loads New bong to rip on, honking some mental shit Doing drops on wrong roads Cough bottle so clear nose, did a Kong dose, eyes half rose Old bog so Watch your step or you’ll never be an old soul, Jesus Wept One spot you don’t wanna…