Testo Pond Scum Ocean

Crossed words
In a canyon folded
The bar flies bite my dust
Drown at life water
Sunspots for fodder

Jump into
Pond scum oceans I can’t wait until I die
Walk a victory lap
Around the whale shit tombs

And the carousels sting my corneas
In fact the sight of spinning makes the world seem slower
If I only gave to charity more often
The city streets would have a spit shine that is glowing

Turned off the left brained rover
Take yours shoes off inside
I’m a case of cold
When the bonfire sparks

Baseline when the frog juice boils I paint smog in thе sky
With Horse tail comb
Dope mattress alonе
And the carousels sting my corneas
In fact the sight of spinning makes the world seem slower
If I only gave to charity more often
The city streets would have a spit shine that is glowing