It's a dangerous process,
To regain the losses,
Of nameless objects,
That drain our wallets,
Parents pay for college,
But never pray for knowledge,
All the mistakes that follow,
When chick's hate 2 swallow,
Just breakin' balls though,
Wait for tomorrow,
One mistake it's all through,
I'd hate to call you ,
All it would take to stall dude,
Is a snake that crawls through,
No place to fall to ,
In case your ball blew,
Up like they all do,
Make the stalls new ,
Replace the halls too,
With a case of wall screws,
What's fake, is all news
Inflate the small views ,
Id hate if yall lose
I'm like the little engine that could....
Vin-vin-vinnn-the engine thats good..
The engine that stood,
The test of time with over half a million miles,
Like a Doberman pincher ,
thats guardin' yer home from any demented ,
son of a bitch who is dumb enough to enter-
tane the thought of maybe enter-ing into this private residents yer,
Evidently not meant for,
This can end with no one getting hurt in the end sir,
But then again you insist on giving in yer,
Non resistant to the common shit head,
Who comes along and gets head ,
Whether or not depends if ,you brought your dentures and want to get yer ,daily dose of vie-vie-vitamin while deciding when,
The best time to stop denying shit,
Like your credit cards been declined again,
You've been getting high with men who believe that space time exists,
in a medium that defies all that our eyes wit-,
Ness, just like the sickness ,they told you about back in 20 nineteen,
Or was it twenty twenty twin twin...I'm like the little hydrogen..." wait- what's my line again....my - my - only little line again?"..like the little engine that......
Came full speed ahead, like a bull breathin' red,
Breathin' red fire...and eatin' evvvv...every thing that it desires....
But we have no ill will , still we just kill'em with kindness,
Fulfillin' the time test,
Red pillin' the blindness,
Diligently still , still willingly...
Instilling enlight-ment.....
Like the opposite of dead, this is the life kid,
Preposterous as heck,
the sitch that my life's been,
Been an awfull wreck ,the ditch that my life's went,
Sick of the times spent,
Sittin gettin high payin' high rent,
In a high rise so high in my mind and high as climb....that my eyes squint.....nothing is private, someone has lined it,...
Or Twitter'd it ...literally while subliminaly hittin' a ciggeret...maliciously degenerate sippin' a jigger wet...
In the middle of a blizzard ,yep..
Nope...best , hope..
Bless the pope...
Strepp the throat and curressed the goat...left you choked , next to broke in a motel in mexico....when the west was home.....when we finally realized the depth of some,
Of the bullshit they expect you to love, expect you to trust, but never does their ball religion ever , ever , everrrrr...add up..
You could say I've had it...up to here with the plastic ,
Scholastic that fans get and use as an atlas
But I got news for them actors and even for an actress
Workin' at NASA
FlatNasty
