josh pan

I don't want,

I don't need

I don't care

And I won't give

But I might sell

Might as well

The devil tells me

I already live in hell

Money in the wishing well

I wish him well

I'm just a skeleton of myself

Buy a peloton off the shelf

Wealthiness is health

He probably couldn't help himself,

Just like I just can't help my self

Its selfish?

Selfishness is hiding that I'm jealous

I can cop to it

The opposite Is

Stopping, stumbling onto

Simple shit

I'm honest

I'll even admit

I'm wrong

I'm stalking all these pages

Playing games

Saying something might exist

Its just exquisite

Its just this Skrillex music

Its intricate,

Infinite,

Ingenious

Magnificent

What's the significance, Sonny?

This is interesting;

Somebody sampling the galaxy

Played back a backmasked track

And asked exactly half a handful of questions, I also had

But couldn't answer back.

Lost in translation.

What was that?

Appreciation to the man dressed in all black,

I'm just half,

As if it matters

Anticipation of blood spatters

Family Matters and Dexter's back

A cat I used to have was mad that

I started a new chapter,

I sent after him as he ran,

But someone grabbed him

Perhaps he had big hands,

Oversized glasses, and the answers

To the questions we all asked

At the last dance,

Before the pandemic

was launched--

Happened to walk past

Chance The Rapper

and managed to avert a disaster

I played Casper in a slight trance

Acted as if he was as average as

I am.

Goddammit,

This man just

Managed to give me a

Panic Attack,

I ran from the camp;

Was trampled,

And laughed at

Random,

But dammit

I haven't had pasts

Surpassing that

Glanced as he danced

For the man at the decks

We pay our respects to the DJ

At every rave

God save these

Neckbraced racists, and

Complacent K-kids

This day and age is just

Full of rapists, and

Fake identification

To get past security gates

When the rave was sacred,

They lasted days,

Hazed, but less fatal

I'd pray but I'm unable to

Find my way,

In Satan's name

The church of bass just

Hates and hates

Take me back to the days

The golden age when

DJs reverberated

Space aged bass in

Ancient waves of

Gracious

Thankless

Hey, this...is

My favorite mix

Its by

Skrillex.

...AND DEN...?

SUPACREE sits at the drive thru, reciting the scenes to the Chinese (?) woman

Josh pan: Don't be racist.

Hey—I'm not—

[josh pan]

—?! Josh Pan!

No, you're not.

…

Well, is she Chinese?

Is she—I don't know!

Well, ask her!

We've been doing this for awhile; I'd feel bad.

Yeah, that's racist.

shut up, josh pan!

Racist.

Sorry, Josh Pan.

—JOSH PAN—

{josh pan theme song}