Stigma

[Verse 1]
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[Chorus]
Pathetic flower form
Embryos of religion
I take it all into my diminishing sight

[Verse 2: Smokey the Ghost]
Pathetic flower form
Embryos of religion
I take it all into my diminishing sight
Brown is what I'm like, they Divided into petals, my faces prefer the White's
Broken by my prisms, I don't care about the White dudes
Colors they see major, be like damn I ain't part of the palette
And If I ever was born, if I ever was born as the cleverest orchid
Miss Myself I'll never get owned by the surrogate clones
Stigmas, but anther is thicker
Every bee is the broker
Only sex after marriage
Offer your feelings
Worried
Untouchable tulips that color the sun
Throw Flower or crap at you, funny I laugh at your humanish form
Listen
Cyclone, your like psyclone
Inwards with your sins, live massive in psyc homes, like as if you're a wuss
Sporting the white shoes
Listen
I drop my vision like

[Chorus]
Pathetic flower form
Embryos of religions
I take it all into my diminishing sight