“That shit cray” you rap

“That shit cray” you rap “that shit cray. That shit cray” over and over again “That shit cray. That shit is cray. That shit cray” You grow old and die but your mouth and throat are so conditioned to rapping this phrase it continues. “That shit cray. That shit cray.” Your bones petrify but you can’t stop rapping. Humanity devours itself and the earth returns to a primordial state in which the only movement is the wind and the lapping tides and your skeleton rapping “That shit cray. That shit cray” over and over and over