. Dimension in teleportation And like the length between words in the first grade my mind is spacin'. Out on route like telephone communications through nations. Give me 360 degree rotations my occupation
your brains with antilogical, phenomical. Verbal communications blow to the next ep. Suicidal with lethal type funk spread your nodules. Straight up the weight up plus I max like a Beta. Boy I *
themselves Christians, used'a call me nigga. And. Black hole leaves no control over thought. I leave my body to see where the pits. Go high when the physical takes control. No communications with the