Superfable.Dev

[Verse:]
What you call me? Huh, what?
What you call me? No, no, no, no, no, no
My eyes might be missing blue light, every now and then
The green one shines and when the green one shines
We’ll sit, remember that that dune belly bigs
Sweet smell nostalgia, chemical breeze pine
My legs feel like baby time twigs, time to find it
On the stairs I grabbed my diamond communicator
Confuse that for a piece of my computer table
Commit safe but when touch turned a super fable
Pretty cool, huh? Navel stumbles on magic
I use to brew blue spits on blue tablets
Following whom established all of this art rap shit
Like oh, wow, wow, wow, wow, you know Jasper the dark savage
She winks and releases baggage
When you locate the hidden village flow house
Show no fear when the jutsu take your throat out
Replace with rhyme scour [?] the year 2046
To copy the cadence of Das EFX, yiggity-yes
Ideally we can meet equally
Discuss for which sake we make music
Then sneakily take the essence of the rhyme from
ME to CA all the way to TX
Maybe we could take that pit stop at Essex
Navel probably get that set in perf a pure rhyming
Not like quality pure but the motive that designs them
To be safe and sound in my flight den, it’s like this