Streaming Conciousness

Fell down the hill then I had Jill Jack me off You're backing off, we're slaking off Raskin like a Macintosh, with apple sauce A Job to stare at Steve in a chapel cause The clerical clothing doesn't do justice what once was was A magical man just like Dr. Jerry Buss, filled with pus Trying to constantly readjust to the must of his teams armpits While Kobe was trying to bust his dick and a prick, the same shit that most women lust When they get dust, with an e I got supreme on my crust Throw a Nazi Bar Mitzfa with an Nihilist I can trust, but I'm not fussed Quasimodo's on the cusp, of breaking Gust, thus, killing Frollo And in turn killing the Holocaust, I'm snorting Hitler's Ashes Whilst Stalin's causing clashes, between the masses whilst leon Trotsky got lost Lenin's tossed, the revolution bossed, the bourgeoisie mentality that Religion caused And at any cost, I would pay to see that shit, excrement that Salvador Dali glossed Exterminated like the Angel that Luis Bunuel bought I think its Time to play a game of algebra My X's keep on asking Y I love Nostalgia, came to the equation that I have always been the alphia