FACEBOOK: Jayle Bloo INSTAGRAM: b100.j0ul3
Terrestrial Holographic Transmission:
Word to my uncles with a ruckus, 
this that booty scratching gorilla music, 
far from guerrillas music, this car tuned to feel the beat, 
like ya dog in heat, attracting those Scooby D's, 
hit the the herbs with Shaggies, tryna understand that magi, 
A mage I aspire to be, that sage I acquire to beat, 
all the evils around me, from sea to the shining sea, 
see see the Goat, the greatest of all time, just a kid mastering mathematics, young Aziatic, all I see is the bath of math, 
I just trying to cast, this caste system, 
replace with a new system thats souly ours, with no bars, 
unless I'm writing, with my right brain, that sound in sane? 
In the process of sanity, letting go of my vanity, 
I overstand all the parodies, spin the bottle you can dare me, 
truth be told I heir b. to the billions, neighborhood civilian, I may be Reptilian, don't lay no eggs, though the hair on me vermillion, 
My colors change like a chameleon, I need to chill out man. 
Check my temperature I feeling like I'm 33 degrees, I'm too cool, 
My name is Jon but i'm no fool, this beat made from scratch like I was shooting pool, y'all some cue balls, Time to deck the Halls, 
instead boughs of holly yall still on molly, clones drones, 
looking like some Dolly's. damn sheep, about to catch me a maraweep, 
with my master ball, trying to catch em all. Pause. Ru Paul. 
this redundant race is still dragging, my database is still lacking, 
im tic tacking, still stacking my my Grey Matter as if it mattered. 
I've Been 10, a gemini with two ends, I'm done with all these free ends, 
I'm tired talking cinema sins, 
jake and finn are has beens, I'm tryna live all their has beens, 
need Nakama and real kin to explore the ocean, we need real devotion. 
^Jayle the Bloo Joule :END TRANSMISSION: /Prepare for the White Fang/

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