Sing, O Goddess, the anger of Achilles / cuz m’mind on fire t’night / like m’brain be eatin’ dem red hot chiles / Athena in all her wisdom / couldn’t calm me down wit gentle song / but if she wanna save some livez tonight she better pass me dat Olympian-sized bong / it was forged by Haphaestos / packed by Eros to its brim wide ‘n’ long / takez Zeuss thunderboltz ta light dis / don’t play like Chronos puff puff pass it along / like Hector when he bit da dust I take a long-ass drag / anxious like Penelope hopin’ her man come back from sea befo’ her titties start t’sag / now oh shit m’anger risin’ again / you m’right hand man but don’t be thinkin’ you my friend / do you see fucking smoke risin’ from m’bowl now and dat hot hit flash / cuz all I see is some resin on da sides and a pit full a-ash / pack it again, monkey-ass, and dis time don’t use y’schwag-ass stash / ‘less ya want me t’draw d’sword of damacles from m’side / and slash slash slash / brain not calmin’ down yet it still flamin’ like Thebes / or like da early Christianz tryin’ to convert da last handful o’ stubborn Heb’s / like Ithaca I been without my “master” for way too long / know a hot bitch is out der for m’ / so I’m abstainin’ from da palm / but she better come soon, needz ta be beatin’ da clock / welled up a long time cumin’ wit da trojan horsechock / headache in da mornin’ from which da world began / m’being is infinite in time and space so don’t need to scheme or plan / (peace out, kriggaz)

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