Moonpie Eating

This thing needs holes poked it in, I pause for a minute

To reflect on what keeps folks stressed out and yesterday [?] Of 15 tone liner, theoretical spine who can stand up to the line, that exists within mind, possessing all things, take part with the divine, ain't less than the [?] These scribes got a rack by their door they hang their brain and their coat on, I flow bomb, word, gospel [?] To the natural, capture all data and rapture ya'll with truth, it hits your syllabus like John Wilkes Booth, dead presidents [?] I got proof, you pray to your ceiling, formally aloof, only signal finds his way through his cable accеss to [?] To feed on the mattress off the dish in thе roof, fact is i jack this beat. For [?] Off it's axis to get my battleaxe and smack this

Point home sweet home hits your dome, smooth as sandpaper grooves off this cactus, tactical weapons is tools [?] Signs and wonder, speak the word and enact it, I cracked it, the code that forbids the download, or the abstract to actual fire tongue [?]

Hourglobe for this hour lobe are those who sing heroes (Heroes!) But [?] Slowly get the message but always through the messenger, this session here goes out without doubt to those far and near, saturated in the love [?] Peace (Peace!) Beyond your mental persuasion, it's raspberry time [?] -Raisins, [?] And get your [?] Greyston, this gospel broadcastin' 'cross nations, fire-breathing on your station, likes to the soul and make you say junk