Born a little dizzy with my mind curious and busy while I stared at a light, I cried in the darkness of the middle of the night.  Getting through as an infant and toddler, a lit up light bulb served as intellectual fodder.  They thought of me as retarded or at least by others, they wanted me regarded.  The is the establishment, son, we know you are retarded, but I shall reply that you are regarded and the fact you are smart makes you retarded!

In my second stage of my second grade, my imagination was infinite and autistically radiant.  Reading college books and knowing so much, making as much as I thinks so much then by the time I was in high school, nobody had a hunch and though I was heavily regarded, they tried to reverse it to my mathematically retarded.

Teenage years in high school with a so very last theory, I started to unwind though it wasn't clearly.  Goals for a mind and beliefes for thoughts, flags, pledges, I question your thoughts.  I am devising a theory.

Thinking about the control that I have been through, dreaming up big bangs that the that true thumpers delude.  Knowing up the people who control me, God I love your plan against those who frame me.  I know it is coming and I know it is erie, but no more of the established shit, because you never have known me.

Living in the nuhouse with a future beyond and within me, I know what happenens so why even try to incarcerate me?  You jokes, you punks, pigs and cattle, give up narking, patrolling and don't even tattle.  Hotter than lightnings, thinner than your worst twister, you better think, you just might have a sister!

Blackness and darkness replaced by light and silver, here is a shit load, so do diamonds make you quivwer?