This is storytime, kids gather around do not make a sound
Soul sublime, not an ounce pretense in the ground and pound
Pound for pound champion with the quick turnaround
Careful when you turn away from sense and honor
Soon to be a goner
Gonna spend a fortune on 'em
Coz time is money get tissues stuffed up the nose of my watch coz it's getting runny
Red noses look at me like it's funny like i look like Winnie
Digging in a cartoonishly big bowl of raw honey
Idont keep on winning i keep on sinning my sinusitis acting up
Relapsing im sythesizing the voice of the self through my larynx
Til my voice pops like the voiced box I'm in
You can choose to be one thing and one thing only
What you're wanting more than to be alone is to not be lonely
On a throne of truth or lies regardless holy or unholy
Confessions, this booth is not only for studio sessions
But Father is out for recess in this recession
Reassesing his assets the goal sets itself
Like gold sells in and of itself, shelf life forever
Melt it down into a crown and slip it past the forehead
You made it, now make it count, make it come together