[Lyric] Suprasternal Notch (WokRing)

[Intro]
(Um, hi, my name's James and I recently discovered the name of the Suprasternal Notch, after feeling like it was my best quality for a while now. So if you see me in the street just look out for it because it goes hard)

[Verse 1]
Bolder than Arial Black
I'm tryna make my way back
Who knows what happened...
Who knows what happened
Cold shoulder to anyone that
Sleeps in a house made of thatch
Burn that shit down
With the ease of a match
Frightfully thin
Ribs cut shallow as tin
Heresy blimps
Get in, get in, get in
Kiss to the clavicle
The girl working miracles
Banged up and bandaged, fool
Unravel the platter-full
Anyone know who I am
Send an advert to the press
Anyone handled my hands?
Can I get a hell yes?
(Spray paint on your mama grave, I'm a vandal)

[Verse 2]
Sharp ass letter
Make it feel better
End rhymes are my bread
Predictability my marmalade

[Outro]
(That's the ending of the song everyone
Don't take it too personally)
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How many people can I ignore?
You, and you, and you, and oh look