Anatomy 1

My cold beating heart is superior to the puffy brown liver, wth a quiet quiver my midsection materializes
The stomach is inferior to the lungs of whos actual size is impressive once you realize
My brain pours love out to the people through peepholes
My brain is anterior to the posterior of my skull
Split the blunt in two, the guts are medial to the swisher
When the smoke clears lateral to my body,
My knowledge base is intermediate between genious and beginner
My thoughts are ipsilateral to my homies thoughts
Anybody who says cronie ain’t my homie
My thoughts are contralateral to mitt Romney he’s a fool
Right now my bare feet are proximal to the wave pool

My wrist is distal to my shoulder,
As I’m three minutes older
Skin veins prickle, they are superficial to my cold beating heart
And my cold, beating heart is deep to the skin of my warm chest that
I’m beating.