They call me the commisserist. Formerly the lyricist, Maniacal empiricist The consequence of ignorance, Innocence, and decadence, Offensiveness and recklessness, ****** derivatives And withdrawing cohabitatants.
It prolly made me who I am.
The evidence is obvious In devious derrogitives. Indeed it is a problem if With copious admonishment, Obnoxiousness and callousness, Carnivorous compulsiveness Fix Chemical imbalances, Inglorious and various.
I'm demanding chariots And lariats apochryphous Precipitating blood and dust To accolades appropriate. Dangerous in hopelessness Religion for the atheist Unanimous consensus is That weaknesses cannot exist Within the noxious consciousness Of Bryan the commisserist.
Just wanted to write something really lyrical. Try reading it out loud like rap lyrics, and good luck.