Angel Audience

Hey guess what I finally know why I'm broken Not insecure I just like singular smoking And In particular I'd rather really not be open The things I used to touch Would always end up broken Now my Hands is magic Anything I touch it blossoms Unlike a magnet Your attachments Won't fix your problems Elementary sleeping on mats In Kindergarten Then I woke up And put my mat In the Cubby of Columns Weight sitting heavy But I'm skinny From the top to bottom The wait been steady But I came up Straight from the bottom And I stay ready When they see me Think I'm very solemn But my son Harry Im'a get the Green They call me Goblin Army take set And the King tried To release all his Guardsmen I look up And let out all the Gods knem They be upset When sunny days Start raining on the top of them But ima Take the umbrella And move like a monster I'ma Say we all can change And they gone call me Darwin Evolution is great Let's tell em they evolving But uh Everything the same But yet nobody talking But cos the card in ya hands Then you ain't got no problems Everything solvent But then ya jobless And ya body starving Stomach fumes building up No calories And your body coughing Cant eat Or sleep And your batteries Needs alots of charging That's when the demons barge in Try to keep em away And they be mad at me But my problems larger I got demons haunting Don't need Hands to clap for me I got Angels applauding I got an Angel Audience