Insomnileptic

(You don't seem right, son, there's something wrong...) [Verse 1: BVA] Am I awake yet? See me listening to CDs on a tape deck I can't hear no tune so I break west Deranged insomniac that's also half narcoleptic I took the scenic route to skip where the path directed Who wrote the map? I don't trust nobody Employed paranoia to write half my flows for me Two faced secret screw face show you: Go, buddy! Girls claimin' they'll like till to your seed, then they go scrubby I'm still yawning, no beat, bring the pawn in We brought the roaring, sing, a new day is dawning Bacteria forming, it's human evolution Bring the solution whilst ducking under retribution Go and get some troops then we'll have a word war I slay the first drawn and bring shame to your first born Write for meditation, speak just to bring some malice Role with kings, but won't let none of us in the palace Wonderland, butt fuck Alice, caught and ate the rabbit I'm only as strange as your opinion can manage Phallic imagination and I speak the narrative I think I must still be asleep, I better have a spliff [Verse 2: BVA] I'm waking up again, probably still dreaming Side effects' still here, hear the pain and feel the screaming Trynna pack a bite like a baby that’s still teething Bought a ticket from my sanity and said: Winning, as the train's leaving Who the fuck needs a reason? For we did it for the right ones Now I speak in fluent-diary of worst to right tons Came in for the fight with one glove that had holes in it Graft the bus up, then started the engine and took control of it Probably crash soon, steer it clear of the white lumps and the black spoon When they can't hear you like a vacuum Is that doom? Yeah, I've seen him coming, let's walk, don't start running In fact I feel weak, let's start bunning I arrive at the feast, with the animals and carnivores Queens on display, now I'm making a float like a carnival Won't leave till I'm full or unnecessarily (bun-lits?) Stuck my biggest finger in the scene cause I had the Walsall thumb itch More than one glitch definitely, I made that a damn-word and there's only hieroglyphics on my recipe Can't see the future so I'm trynna get the best of me I'll die holding a pen with clouds of weed smoke caressing me