Week 31 Acrimonious Apogee

Never smoke a cigarette in jest, son I'm the best/ Or damn near close to.../ B, I'm so boastful to be so local/ So Spartanburg like I could be better/ But my ignorance is a hindrance to my cheddar/ Lactose intolerant, volatile acknowledgment/ Bottle full of promises, swallowing my consciousness/ Bag ridden irises, conjuring my viruses/ Jesus Christ it's time that I Pontious Pilate this/ Guess it's back to philandering, more psyche damaging/ Lovelorn Records, my people's, managing/ B.S. One, Muta Scale, The Manifesto/ More coming from nothings, watch hand: Presto!/ Leave it where it is, keep it where they know you/ There's no going back, not to Chernobyl/ But from me, bet there's more bars, just watch me/ My time ain't up yet, Muammar Gaddafi/