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Zany I’m zipping through the zoo after the princess like the legend of Zelda 
And zigzagging round zombies xenophobics and zealots
I been yodeling out in Yellowstone it’s turning to yelling 
Into yakking that the yang to my fuckin yin is a felon
Yin is tryna hone all of my excerpts into excellence 
Rip to motherfucking x again
Everywhere I go i hear xylophones and examine people doing Xanax
And I’m weeping as I’m watching em walk right off the wagon 
I’m not a writer I’m a weapon to the world that I’ve witnessed
Very voracious and it’s vexing to turn into vicious
I used to vault all of my net value up into vaping 
My underdeveloped brain is vacant’s an understatement
But I’m tryna uncover every upper under the basement
And so I’m tiptoeing tripping inside my own spot 
The trap is only for tourists and troops who can take it 
And I was stuck in the sewers before I sold pot
I’m sorry officer Im sloppily skipping some letters 
So maybe quaintly regressing right back to letter r
I hit reverse every time that I route direction
These other rappers are mostly tryna be flipping hard
I can’t qualm all the questions 
I hit the quan and then quickly pick up a quarter pound 
Roll up into papers 
Peep me in my profession
I packed a party it popped officers tore it down 
Only one in the ocean 
out here with an oar
But I swear that I’ve spoken to OSHA
Im orchestrating us to smoke on a boat in the open 
Mutter no to the notion 
Nine times like a nonagon 
Never sleep, not knowing if I’m nodding off or nodding on
Move through the motions but motivate in my monologues 
Man I’m bout to light up the metro just like a molotov 
But one that only lights a life never litters with ashes 
Alliteration look I swear that my lenguas elastic
I keep the kettle up on the kindle we in the kitchen 
Kind of a kingpin my kin never got the time to kick shit
I’m not judicial but I judge that’s a juxtaposition 
Jokers been jeering and really trying to jab me on
My my intuition is inefficient 
Not iffing bout is or isn’t 
I been half assing heaps of my happy songs
Hold up hold up hold up hold up 
Yeah let’s get high and go right through a gram with a goddamn gravity bong 
Games are grafittid on my forearm 
Fuck all the fiends 
Fool I’m feelin myself 
And feeding my head full of facetious phonics 
Phobias of flopping up in the field of economics 
Evenly speaking my demons keeping me episodic 
Evil enforcers ain’t ever want me to elevate 
Exiling eggheads like easy e bitch I delegate 
I’m diving into my devil ways
Destructive down at heart deflecting death threats 
I double down win then celebrate 
Cerebral cortex is cracking and I’m just Chillin out
Copped a corola then crashed it and brought the ceiling down 
My crazy calling out Clay 
It’s coaxing to coddle me
Basically only the basic have ever caught a beef
I’m bout to break all these bitches up on they backs 
Almost About the same way that bane was battling Batman
Almost amazing ain’t anybody attacking 
The antigang 
On ascension we smoking up on the afghan 
Awesome around in Boston and cashing it in an ash can 
Bitch I’m fuckin back man

A B C D U I (prod. Arzon)

lowkey 
@OkayHaunting
Ultraviolet Collective

Yawps w/ @AyyoKami

contact me at: claythecraftsman@icloud.com

A B C D U I (prod. Arzon)

WalTreClay