AKA Stupid, The Stupid, Idiot Beat, Final Sunday...

This is Stupid...

Cool. Let's groove...

Back in not lacking webbings
On the net 'for I took my first steps
First vet first as a newbie, coolness
Oozing, out of my pores like noodles

Going wise or going stupid?
I wouldn't know I'm always fusing
Wisom wit and whisks of losing it
That's what I call refueling

Need a mix that's potent high-end!
Macking tracks on that mad science!
Take it back to the time 'for time!
When our neighbors could devour our minds!

When green men stole our pine and lions!
And the mean Tyranosaurus
Came through tooting teeth of giants
Till he got killed off like a virus!

Mammoth tracks, back to back,
Back on Black was iconic that was!
I don't act boss level actor
Matter of fact I'd rather spaz and

( Act a loon! Keep at that till June!
Keep the act until the pact resumes!
I'm not a Crip and I'm not a Blood but we're all of blood
At this crib of love

Let us just live off the land and act
Like we rise above...)

Wheeling through these evil legions
Of corporate dorks stealing freedoms
I don't do that though! You don't either.
Make tunes shoot doot doot out the ether

Fueled on doubt and grooves and eagerness
That's why I'm called Repeater
Tracks start and stop? Neither!
Not when the Bob is on this microphone

Bobbing in an icy home
They say it's October but I might've known we ought turn the light back on
We ought turn our life to poems - that's what I'm doing!
I'll keep writing till my typos gon. I'll keep fuming.

Fix this mix! Better and better!
Want to live good but also forever!
Picnic dips! Sit with umbrellas!
No bad clothes! Only the weather!

Get mistook for a crook at the airport!
Have long boots! Knives and airsoft!
Sometimes wish I'd live more reckless!
Go like fuck it what the heck it's LIFE!

And you only live it twice.

This is stupid...