阿良々木 暦 [BPR] Airospace

[Intro]
Y'all I'm not even fucking with this nigga's shit

[Verse 1]
I've worked up enough sweat to be imperfect
My reach is unset, the sky is my pet
The gods are unkept, that form the suspect
So I just done left and write in my zone
No phone home, my range is long gone
This space has collapsed and I'm snorting anthrax
Fighting allies on a galactic complex
I'm so far past the idea of catastrophe
The calamity is closer than masterfully
Hard to send my tragedies in a realm of pure artistry
The art of me is murdering the art of me
So I sit with back hunched over, typing on a 40 pad
Running through dimensions with a sky flyer and a spare cap
Check

[Verse 2]
My brain oscillates counterclockwise, clockwise count on my mind
I'll catch this outside line
Instantly hypnotized into the tides (?)
Peter Piper peck pushed a dummy out the high ride
Jekyll status, see that would otherwise be Mr. Hyde
So for the sake of observable universe, (?)
Encasing the compressed energy of each and every which being
Sentient or sediment, decadent and misbelieves
(?), misdemean, messenger missing me
Missing no metaphor, paddleboard padawan
This is no open door, this is a Gryffindor
Mystery magics, the fantasy is final with no down
Phoenix uprise from underground
And the cold rain suddenly goes warm
Sound the voices and mount the (?) with seven angels and no horns
And, god damn, the ratchet has respawned
I try to make my love with this girl work
But what the fuck is love when you don't love yourself
And what the fuck are answers when you don't ask for help
What the fuck are answers when you don't ask for help
What the fuck are answers when you don't ask for help