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It's hard to breathe-poor respiration
Stomach hurt due to a combination
Of starvation and constipation
I feel like bad inflation
I need deflation
Get me a doctor to perform the operation
To make it in this world its mad desperation
I refuse to make adaptation to nonsense and instigation
I'm so sweaty more wet than condensation
Body so glossy it's like anatomy lamination
So I dry off like fabrication
I wish I was make-believe like animation
My own choice my own obligation
First start with an observation
A problem in the atmoshere? Bad radiation
In 360 circulation
Creates a bad situation
For the population
To feel a bad sensation
Like planet domination
Due to poor human reputation
The ultimate retaliation
...As the #1 selection
Regardless of complexion
Object of every girl's affection
Lookin for the best connection
As a correction
From going in the wrong to right direction
It's like an infection
I want success so bad I get an erection...
To my subscription
To a perscription
To my addiction
Of the worst possible condition
Avoid the infliction
Of pain of a titanic description
So I jail my anger with no jurisdiction
But I still face conviction
For kickin the automobile of anarchy into ignition
Can it lead me to a contradiction
Or a mental restriction
While I sleep I have recognition
I'm not the disease but the cure or is that a premonition
Or Gods intuition...
This is literal
Beware we are almost at the completion
Of Earth's depletion
It's no secretion...
Could it be distinction
From gov't corruption
To volcanic eruption
We are the production
Too late for interruption...
If you want to end the world here's the succession...
This is purely retribution
Just an intrusion
Erase the constitution...
There's no prevention
Of the redemption...