I'll keep chewing up the commas cuz I'm stompin to the beat
keep lacing up my shoes I'm shod to pound the funky streets
cuz coyotes always eat the cats that cant ride the beats and
I'm weedin through the aftermath so clear the funkin beach
got teeth I'm like a shark rip the metaphors apart.
I chase the schools of likes and as(s) then digest em into art.
I choose the part of the fish that I want to go planet.
if ya cant be backing talkwards then get off of my insanit.
--the coyote
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