When you’re good, aint nobody better Baby.  When you’re bad, aint nobody worse.

Perhaps the only way we can be copasetic and obykaby, is to let off a rant in this curse in verse.

Let the words disperse, and let divine light fill me.  I still see you even though you aren’t present in the traditional sense.  We are going to fill this void, or be destroyed, whichever happens first or is more intense.  The flag on the summit blows off in a harsh wind, It litters the mountain with sentimentality, struggling in its prime to be vitality.  It is right now that we are gonna be forever or never be.