{Verse 1}

Four lettering combines to make me a war veteran

More peppering is what the core cleverest

Need to store adrenaline your ketamine 

Kills brain cells like door cells 

And poor medicine abhorrent when I win

In your veins a heroin hero in absolute zero skin

As cold and bold as the captain freezing 

Grabs it squeezing attacking he him 

And everyone around he sees them

The lever gun in trousers frees em 

I never won a round but I bet you’d run around 

If I leathered someone out my weapons are just sounds

I lecture some about the strength of suns 

And extra terrestrial sector conceptual blended tongues

I'm blessed with the pen fuel to end what I been through

And send what I can do to eclectic sons

Electric lungs eccentric funds neglecting ones 

Health it’s fun, I meant it’s fucked

But I bent it once so I may as well let it run

I’ve never been one to believe in the simple

I just see what I’m into and infiltrate

And my pencil scrapes until I’m day dreaming 

What I stay feeling, robots in tandem’s 

Brain’s keeling I know not to stand there so 

I’m lane weaving I’m ache kneeing my age nearing 

The end of my days peering but I didn’t do what I hate 

So I ain’t seething 

I’ve bitten through what I’ve ate I’m looking for something next to enrage 

The best that I gave was only good enough for the correct fucking fate 

So I bet that I’m late, resurrect what I make from the

Depths I will break what I get from these breaks 

And respect I collate my soul purpose

These boundless bold words are just sounds and cold verses