He has a mind like a tight jazz band
Pulling together points of recent conversation, he is string
Whips up space like a wizard, into motivational speech

He was 18 when he learned to read.

See mine lets the nothingness of space fill its eye sockets
There is a great big bundled world... Then a GAP... Then me.
I am awkward. I am seventeen different people. I chameleon my way through this. Who am i?

But this motivational speaker
He moves the nothingness
Pardon my poetic phrase
He sexes it in ways i can't

So i did. I know who i am
I left there and i said hi to a cute girl,
Got her number.
I knew who i was
I felt my body tighten up
Around the moment

That is a great feeling.