The ass and his masters

Verse 1:
An ass
And has
Bin masters
Fin disasters
Fabricators
Call em kins crators
Spiritual
Lyrical
Myrical
Labours
But im
That imperial
Vanerial
Diseases
You can't
Rid no one
Else can
Bid on
My level
Burn it gone
Thistles burried
Beneath the shovel
To knevel and
Be benevelant
Settle
Downs
Bounce
The needle
Bout to dodge
A steed tat'll eat
The haystack
Compare me
To the lyrical
Greats
Get aesop rock
Mf doom
And nastradamous in
Stock
One room
Playing poker
Betrays this
Lone joker
To play the
Three ronan
Back my sounds
Ready to pull
Gowns my
Girls alley
Frowns
To mo
Needed fans
Gather enough
To be the
Next mathers
As he would
Say although
None of that
Matters
Who cares about
Who wears the
Crown
My brain
Cannot get
Started departed
Disreguarded vain
Name slain upon
Request give the
Tame to give me
Grain gimme gain
For those insane
I give a plain
A field a plane
Of flight
And an open
Wound tuned
And healed upon
Pure sight
I be godly
Imma scorpion
Mixed oddly
With an ox
Hexed by my mommy
And she in debt
From my poppy
An ass
Is all i am
Masters
Drawing pentagrams
And crosses
Screaming for
A new baby born
Holy ghostess
Holy ghostess

Verse 2:
Get your head
Lopped off
By my pair of scissor hands
Clipped off of your lands
I hear the entire world rumble
Inside my glands
Your family empire and next
Of mumble kin
I tumble kings
Coincide i am a man
Deep within
Underneath each layer
Of my flesh and
Shell 
I non excell
Non exist
Bequeath leach drips
Of blood exceeds
And slips
Fuck each whom' competes
Bland lyrics
Simpleton formulaiac
Fourth Gradualaic read on
Question
Your existence
Before
Questioning
Someones
Imperfections
Misleading them
For someones
Artististic
Depictions
Ya'll misinformed
Ya'll uniformed
Ya'll conformed
Ball without
The form
Here bitch just
Go to sleep sniff the
Whiff of chloroform

Its the scorpion and the ox
Donkey that is the ass and
This is nothing but a vivid
Description of the displeasment of mans x4