I’m thinking and thinking
In memory-wells
I think I recognize that smell
That decomposing THINKER inside his shell
Then I heard an ECHO
(O’ do tell…)
Bounce off of something else
I’m a one-man Cartel…
This must be a ‘Who’s Who?’ gag-real
I’m molten metal, then I transform to steel
I have that shape-shifting feel
LEGEND was raised on garbage
He’s a green banana peel
Who takes pills to cure his ills
But there’s NO CURE for no-frills
Here’s my bill:
I lay it out, stage by stage
None of these clowns know my rage
THINKER’s eye-Q is too low
(But he thinks he’s a sage)
How many times must I tell you to act your age?
You’re still stuck on the agricultural page…
LEGEND only thinks he wants some of me
(I’m full grown Pee-Wee)
You threw up your last post after you drained the brewery
Beg the THINKER for help
(He also can’t handle me)
What you pass off as skill, can’t survive another run
It’s tired like you
Drowning in bourbon
I’m tired of carrying you son…
Snap out of your lethargy
In this land of ‘minds’, you’re a refugee
Pack your things
It’s time to flee
If only you could count, you’d know the risks
This is my poetic-catharsis
I’m The Captain you hooked buccaneer
Here’s the end of your ‘dead-end’ career
Where’s your smirk now LEGEND?
Your make up runs when you cry
My aim is exact (rookie):
Bullseye!
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