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Skyler Meany

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Hey there Dewey fuckin' Decimal
Pick up your pencil
Or any utensil
And go down the rabbit hole
Just let go of your pseudo-soul
Take your mind off your worries
Racin clocks, but no hurry
I'll need to bury
All the skeletons in my closet
Bank deposit
To pay for all the odd shit
I bought at
Bogo
On sale in SoHo
Trackin' the hunt solo
Han like he YOLO
Smoke another bowl oh
Got a bolo tie for the bong
Takin a drag with Chong
Smokin dubies so long
Rockin' with Cheech in the low-rider
Preachin to the choir
A bleached bleak take on the tale
Go strider
Wakin' the whale
Politer
Than the bitch on the turnpike
Bitchin' BYE BYE BYE
Tall tales of the night life
Fall short of the midwife
Hut hut hike the baby out the womb
Into the tomb of the bright room
The boom of the mic dude
The loom of the fruited
Plains
Shoot, executive
Big shots in their suited
Up, feathers and tar
Would suit them well
Straight to help
All the innocent folks
Lackin' wealth
But they never fuckin lackin' in hope
Smack as in dope
Ruin becomes the new trope
Of dark fantasy books
With realistic hooks
Like a fisherman's brook
An efficient outlook
To disintegrate the foundation shook
By that babbling brook
Shoulda offed her
Left her sleepin with the snook
Sheepin' with the wolf
C-c-creepin' with the creepers
Heapin the mound the the heapers
Reapin' medicine of the healers
Antenna for my feelers
I'm a bug when I pester
Internal wounds left to fester
Infernal grooms and their best sirs
Salute and jibber jab, yes sir
I'm blessed sir
Skid the tires for skrt skrt
Spit the fire like an oven
Gonna bake you all some muffins
Gorilla glue in batter
Northern lights in turkey stuffin'
Family devoured it all in a half-hour
Reduced nothin'
Feelin' tough and
So tender
Pop the tuna in the blender
With the peanut butter
Mikey Scott nightmare sandwich
This shit's bland bitch
Why don't cha go back to the kitch
And slap spicy mustard on that bread
Nevermind
I'll do it
You know, trying to be
Progressive
PC in a sea offensive feces
Believe me when I say what I mean
Cause I'm a Meany
Don't forget the Skyler
Memorize the meaning
Only sorta rhyme is tiler
Nah, nah, ma
I don't wanna be a tiler
Layin' tiles ain't my scene
But good for them
Makin bucks
Too bad I don't give two fucks
Nevermind one
Ringpops they suck
For fun in the sun
These deals are too hot to touch
Used cars out the ass
Say mush
Get out your wallet sled dog
How much
Make 'em blush
With the French blue to rush
Like the veins with the blood
B-b-blood will gush like
Starburst and gushers
Taste the flavor
Skittle my fiddle
While the rainbow lingers
On the tips of my fingers
Oh shit, was this murder
All these bags looked like candy
Now they look like the handy
Work of Dexter
Community served
In the heart of the burb
Gotta blog it blurb
Gotta log in AOL
Dial up signal sent to hell
Bouncin' off a satellite in the ass of Fred Phelps
He should kneel if it helps
Boost my MBPS
Give me GBPS
Start a sitcom on TBS
Must confess
Leopard print is your look
These new N-95 masks are off the hook
Ripped a book
Onto my device
To read in the nook
All blind, three mice
Learn to cook
Ratatouille's the rook
Restaurant get booked
Feel the taunt
Captain hook
Peter Pan planned to scam that damn
Nasty bastard of a man
Avatar of Ayn Rand
Toss that pseudo-philosophy into the fire, man
Firemen rush to fuckin douse the flames
Zoos to tame
All the people they claim
Only feeling's shame
When they shift the blame
To the same old same
Old story of fame
And how it corrupted them
None of it was their fault
I look in the mirror to see the result
Of thirty fuckin years of life at a halt
Only the spring's been condensing all this time
Ready to burst and launch me to the skies
Into space with such haste I forgot to get dressed
Oh well, I'll just wear tin foil like I'm obsessed
In a cult so impressed
By uniting the depressed
A sanctuary to destress
Meet my wife, she's the empress
Of an empire at war
A Jedi with new morals
Slicin' up competition
Reminds me of my mission
And all the stuff that really matters
All the family, friends and laughter
Materialized in phatter
Beats. Bye

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