you rock like a V8.
stepping in time with the flecks of dust, the grime, rust, & decay polluting your brain; you break into rhythm as your fingertips grab sky, drag the light down & sheild your eyes from the uncivillized civilization in a state of dissociation // adrenanile pumping a beat through that muscle in your chest, the poison in your veins; eyes twisted open, graphic, let your body do the rest...
you don't even need to breathe;
relax, sit back, & let your mind crash.
that was the closest i've ever come to spittin' a freestyle.
& it kind of... reminds me of someone... ?