Street Poetry with Tyler Joseph of Twenty One Pilots

Theres an infestation in my mind's imagination
I hope they choke on smoke because I'm smoking 'em out the basement
This is not rap
This is not hip-hop
Just another attempt to make the voices stop
Rapping to prove nothin'
just writing to say somethin'
Because I was the only who wasn't rushin' to nothin'
This doesn't -  mean I lost my dream
It's just right now I've got a really crazy mind to clean
Ya know what I mean?
No I didn't understand a thing you said
If I didn't know better I guess you are all already dead
Mindless zombies walking around with a limp and a hunch
Saying stuff like You Only Live Once
Yeah, once
You got one time to figure it out
One time to twist and one time to shout
One time to think and I say we start now

Because Death Inspires Me Like A Dog Inspires A Rabbit.