Egotistic Testicular E

Egotistic testicular pheromones are particularly Inclined to self-obsessive compulsive disorder, And I'm fine with living the lie that I Have defined. Please torture. Drawing a line between the fantasy life and horror. I smoke weed daily. I'm lazy and make my mother cry. Her son's a fucking fucked up loser who won't Get a job or try to get out of Bed. It's in his head, the plan he must Devise. Please humor rest. My hubris will be my own demise. That's all I do, and I can do it Well. Entropy is catching up to me. Yeah, I'll rise or I'll fall. The clock is ticking. I'm writing poems for all to feel this. My music can't heal this. Self-infliction by ignorance is bliss. Give me love addiction to empathy is all I See are products ready to be sold to me. I'm not buying the whole mass market. It's self-contained, controlling mess. The force-fed lowest common denominator, Easy to digest. Like chemtrails, I am polluting the atmosphere. Vibrations, emotions, manipulating whoever comes Near. Some think I am ironic. Rule 34 and Sonic. Artistic, autistic, get my words twisted. I'm listed in history books. One-eyed look, mark the page. Brand new age, I'm center stage. Burning sage at minimum wage because I'm servant Class. Ceilings are made of glass, And I am calling maths.