Reality Escape / Do The Nebula Bop Lyrics

Somehow by miracle of God

I survived to give all you a song

Mental health not the sharpest

But bars the hardest to harvest

One disorder could distort this

Portion of organism, morphed by torment

Effects of that - their odd vocal

Alienating all non-locals

That scourge brought a whore to her knees

Unable to reach their fellow man

Ducked everything avoidant to flee

But it also toyed with his dreams

He imagined entire dimensions

Beauty to inspire invention

Alas, hamartia gleaming

She could not share that secret

What I really wanna talk about is Asperger's

And Asperger's for me is not one of those subjects that is easy for me to talk about

For me, Asperger's is something that has always been something that I've had to deal with

It's something I don't like to talk about

I don't like talking about Asperger's, and I think I have every right to feel this way, because uh.

I don't wanna be judged on something that some might view as a flaw

I wanna be judged for me...

I specifically want to talk about paranoia in the Asperger's mind

Now, certainly not all adults with Asperger's or high-functioning autism have tendencies towards paranoia

And even those who do have varying degrees of paranoia

Reality escape -scape, -scape

Reality escape -scape, -scape

The wrath is tasting grape, grape, grape

Reality escape -scape, -scape

The autism spectrum got titled on its fulcrum

The first draft got burned fast, they didn't think its wholesome

Murk plugin spray vocals

Great omens get tainted and stay broken

I pray when I pry that your mind stay open

My beats become car bombs in Range Rovers

Used to stare down an inbox of mixed opinion

It got a nigga wincing

Just talk bout kiddy spitting

How I'm not cut out for this shit

I kept pushing when you pushed me

1,000 twats at home saying your style is monotone makes you doubt your rhymes and flows

Until you give they necks a good squeeze

Good dreams

I need an excuse to grab the Vipertek

On hyper flex

I'll leak all your juice til you down to bile

Flesh

Ate up the bhujia, there's only raita left

Hate when that boujee shit wan' provide me stress

I'm taking this goonie shit to its highest max

You niggas be goofy, ain't even kinda Max

Your triggers still gluey, I laid all kinds of traps

Boy gimme the loot cuz I done B-I-G rap

I'm taking a cruiser ship to Orion's ass

Escape -scape, -scape, -scape

Reality escape -scape, -scape, -scape

The wrath is tasting grape, grape, grape, grape

Reality escape -scape, -scape, -scape

But I think today I had a breakthrough

An epiphany occured to me

And I wrote a little poem about it

And it goes like this