Crack Cocaine

I feel so good like a cold water to that human host in a desert, but you need not that desert to quench that thirst you need some shoddy human body like one’s near death and reaching for heaven because I answer all you prayers better than A.I. Christ or some fanatic loving the speed of race, but you get the speed of life with me. The speed of the universe. Host a human and form with my model and be better.