culture jammer

[Intro Sample]
Um, m-my name is Black Orpheus
And I am what you would call a culture jammer

[Verse]
Defeat the patterings
The mind clings to its talismans
Malt spillers turn to salt pillars
Corner battling
Barked vinegar
Burped burnt fumes
Acerbic perfumes
People became plumes
I mean beamed up no Scotty
Shotty with no nose prolly
Potato gun hobby
Li'l deadly experiments
I who was built by pyramid
Appear vivid
And my own view is quite blurry
Nonetheless I stroll in no hurry
Wicker basket journey
The meal's in gurney
The tables kept turning still while the room spun
No gun left smoking
The hole was open
So I closed it
Became remote and closed in
Seem natural
Seems natural
Bowser, Peach, Castle
The mustache tickling a mighty deep asshole
The void winks back
Nowadays the dunces wear thinking caps
We speak in traps
Could be a coinkydink or fact or both
Cats be hardcore and lose a battle to lactose
Nature humbles all
Walk stumble fall
Get up dust off repeat
This is the entirety of my technique
It is complete

[Outro Sample]
Now you got elders, and ministers, and people that've been saved longer than him and all that type of stuff
But we've, we've a ministry that will let people, y'know, we not, not like that
Where we hoggin' the microphone, can't nobody can pray with this person or that person
But you didn't expect a young person like him to be prayin' like he was a seasoned old man
But that's how he was
He read scriptures for the preachers
He was on point, with enthusiasm and excitement and accuracy
'Cause if you gonna read for the minister you gotta be sharp like that