Memory Loss

I'm this slick I won't give a motherfucking biscuit to bisquick and make distance I catch the scent I'm pissing on some incense I'm a different type mystic like a misfit twisted dipshit third eye vibrate at a distance terrific Make sense of what I said. Go ahead and fix it Deficit as my attention gets I always forget shit a new memory is on my wish list My original is wish.com sufficient. Mr. Might have whiffed twice and then the third time still missed it. I learns I'm not good at that. So I do this shit pitch this and catch hits with swiftness lift it high for a moment Rustling pages words of the skeleton rusted in cages roll up something fragrant worship the Sun burn it down Then we faded surrounded invaded paranoia related slice open your forehead like Ric Flair got bladed the blood flow crimson like curtains on Vacation certainly in vacant my brains like a basement dwelling with the cavemen I always forget shit I always forget shit I always forget shit I always forget shit I always forget shit I always forget shit