Myles Optimystic - The New Transistor lyrics

The boy is Indigo Man, don't you see now? Indigoisms inside Of Indigo freestyles Shootin' through the spectrum electrum With flows that tickle your rectum My Patronus is not Something you can expectum No planning for this anarchy No damming up this malarky Bite'cha face off like Shark Week The zombie is feeling snarky Hark! Now the dead is walking Don't honk and don't try to cross me I'm ballsier than a Trump supporter In a Compton Walgreens Praise Gawd! For the kid The target is getting hid Give me a raise for getting A rise out of you b**hes Surprise! I'm back again Each time, with vicious sin If sin is even a way to Describe Being off the hinges I'm senseless, when I wanna be Honing more than six senses So excuse me for the occasional Break from being the illest If I will it into existence Believe that I always get it And if I am the one you're watching Stay tuned for The New Transistor