Transylvania

took a turn on the hollywood express

keep the cups, but all i want is access to blood in excess

my dreams forgot la

im on my way to Transylvania

w/ doras stolen backpack

and huckle finns knapsack

a scout finch with fangs

rockin Jems favourite man pants

atticus worries bout my raps

but they never really seem to make'm mad

im glad, i even played em for boo

made'm give mr rad an extra cut w the left handed scissors too

like scissorhands, this edward is an outcast

playin outkast till the sun goes down at night fast

im like glass. try to break me, you bleed blood, some slash

it's arrogance in the advance that makes naysayers fall past

logic into a pit while a make hits with it, and the truth is booth
that this abyss is bottomless

take bones w you, we'll never here'm hit the ground and

honestly

sorry you ain comin back

i'll steal your identity

rock up to your mothers house

with a fake id,

like shes been neglectin your face'n

wait for her, impatiently
as
she bakes the last batch of cranberry organic cookies

should he did he would she?

yes the unicorn is back again

butterin up ya mother
quicker than a her pan
for the cookies that she bakes me till im sick
says shes no crocker .disagree. & then brand it
f*ckin fantastic