A Roamin Ronin Video (MV)

Slit then drip, our hero harkens hither slithering till he withered
I don't pick, he ripped
All the pages, sages saying C'est la vie, you're the villain
Let's trip, backwards till we front
Affront on the offenses, a tale on the tail end blunt
Shenanigans, manikins, identified laminates
Illuminate the dark he said, that's a purpose one could say
Save? Nah, slaying tame tapestries for a less subdued fate, Mon'Amie
Moan a piece, get some becky from a Lisa then get cocked, right?
Every hero zeros by the privilege of the lark's plight
Pillage scrape and scrimmage makes a killin as a part time
Separate the soul from the beast, that's apartheid
Tie a noose in time ides of tithe writhe in god's eye
Manhattan happened cracking Darwin with a stop sign

You know what he is, right? You know how he lives, right? You don't
He don't give a flying f*ck about us
He's just helping out of boredom
He'll hurt out of boredom too
You're just not seeing the pieces
It's all a game, man
It's all a f*cking game

Welcome to the future, but you already met me
As a prequel, verse one honors none but arresting
Images as spillages, inked by bloggers giftless is this
It with a new clip, clicked a clique's existence
Piss poor resistance, ya'll misfits finna seize up
Re-up, save a mistress so my business leaps up
Tear ducts, swelling like a trojan in Helen's ego
We know bliss whispers melodies so you can get to sleep
Oh, its methods or the madness, savage or disastrous
Asimov's passions, huh, Christ on the cracker laughing
Ridicule or indifference in a basket, what you having?
Ask Him, what type lights Heaven's nights
Severed kites guiding fright fraught with frenzied delight
Denied, idolize some atoms snorting lines in-between the minds
Mired by design, Bardo