I got the real thing
jam on it
I'm about to bust out
like crazy legs

My forehead is a ton of bricks
chiseled to a point
good for excavating
and evacuating
popcorn schrimps
and bubble gum pimps
For their sake
words rarely get minced

While lowering the boom
on sensory overload
my eyebrow is sharp
because of the grit
and critical breeches
Constantly having to reevaluate
the parameters