You hit a blip when you read that
Its intriguing enough I get that
But why can\'t you shake it off
Deep enough I bet that
So there was a point where life made sense
Where things were sorted almost as if penned
No loads to pull off no lines to cut nothing too dense
Of course a time where heaven sprayed its scent
And gushhhhh the blip slaps all knocked
And you suddenly fall into this space that\'s cocked
And whose loaded these pounds and grams
And where is the scent that reached my palms
But my net was un-torn and I had backed it up
And as said I had dived right into the cut
But I guess the air slipped into the threads
Throwing me lost
if not DEAD.