Nov 08, 2006 23:01
riding the bus, my eyes glazed over as i thought "i wonder if i'll have time for that robot journey with austin over break" and then i had an internal freestyle:
yo it's austin, yo that dude's the boss, and i'm raisin my cup to the man saying hey what's up and from the level of his tan you tell he's not out in the sun much, the night's when he's examining starlight n such, doin his astronomy, a subject that is eons beyond me, when i look up there it's nothin but dots, constellations are nothin but some inverse inkblots, i'd rather draw my own with a pen than look at all the bullshit made by god again. yo, art's what i'm about and i've never been devoutly religious, i was born suspicious. the roman catholic church wants me to sleep with the fishes, cos i'm not pro-choice, i'm pro-abortion. yo, i speak for the trees, out in an alley killin babies and i'm liberatin ladies. hysterectomies for all, and ya know i'll be the bell of the sterility ball, where all the dude's'll wanna gimme a call.
also, i got the freakin best granola in history. active ingredients: coconut, apricots, sesame seeds, sunflower seeds, and a reasonable amount of raisins.