Stick to the script like addiction

Got the fix? well who’s your clinician?

The worlds an addiction

Conscription

The hash caused some neural collisions

From decryption to self-admission

Expected lobotomy but got no incision

Imprisoned until submission but

My minds like a broken record Kintsugi

I don’t miss a beat though this shits booming

And I’m so Truman

Black sky looming

Straight shooting

Til I ain’t lucid

No brake fluid

And stay musing on great music

I stay stupid

Feeling like John Nash

Positive symptoms

Feeling like John Cash

Hurt bumps in my system

Heart pumps inconsistent

But it thumps with persistence

Arrhythmic as the shit that I’ve written

Ridden with guilt like a prison

Thought I was built for the vision

Docs say I was ill from beginning

Took bitter pill I’m committed

I’ll get some bills in a minute…

Let’s switch it

Tech nine for ten nickels

I’m technical

Investable

Ineffable

That was not sexual

It’s lexical

This game’s theoretical

Symmetrical, I get what is left of you

If I put you in a can, who’s cannibal?

That was a dark joke, shouts Hannibal

My seed was botanical

I planned it though

I let out the antidote

So the blue pill’s hard to swallow

Like foreplay I’m hard to follow