Toes are cold. I’m stoned been sipping on this milk from a bowl of what’s left of some honeycombs.
Call it early morning. still feeling like crap from how I reacted tripping on you sorry didn’t want to make you feel bad. I just can’t ignore the alarms that go off inside my head, call it red flags. Is this my intuition or is it paranoia all the rabbit holes i put myself into
fight or flight mode testing to see what I’m made of
or if I’m lacking a few key ingredients like signing a blank endorsement, which is a blank check
see for yourself in the Black law book
fact I’ll be breaking backs when they turn to look at me too fast. Cause I’m swiftly I’m nimble. I know how to start a fire with some Kindle—-in and some gas-so-leen
Cause I’m a gent to an extent I’m a flex fit tech motherfucker 110
Yes, I’ve been tripping on chippings of obsidian. Thanks to the motherfucking native Indians making blades all damn day out of that bad ass Damascus. I’m a blacksmith 2020 vision I was blessed with.
that’s how I’m able to see all the fakeness
even if I had a glass eye ball,
I could still see that your plastic
I can spot it further than a mile away,
like looking out a single window pane
I can see a it plain as day.
even if I get the window seat up on a plane
and the view, be blocked by the motherfucking Wing. Couldn’t tie never felt so right to me never knew how much I was being used till I cut the life support off to these fools the ones taking advantage of me, mistaken, my kindness for being weak couple years ago. I started my own HVAC company. And my very own wife turned out to be not the lady I thought I married
She was not my ride or die
I was stuck trying to pick up the pieces that’s when I came to my senses love was not enough that’s when I lit it up. Went smashing through the mud 5th gear pinned. I made it out that rut now when I write it down, I repeat it that way when I go to spit it, there’s no need to read it right!?
Already at maximum capacity Parents had the fucking audacity to conceive me probably in the backseat of a nova GMC oh wait it was a Chevrolet. You see my dad he was a fiend back in the day that’s how I was blessed with this ADHD even with a steep possibility that’s just my theory you see something I spent a lot of time thinking about every in and every out my spouse bounced. I’m a single dad now and my house is turned into a bachelor pad a toddlers mansion. I’m a single dad like I mentioned don’t get it twisted got a hot tub in the kitchen is bitch and I make my own decisions. I call the shots. I don’t ask for permission. I do what I want. I don’t care about your bitching. I don’t care about your thoughts. Your opinions are irrelevant to me, obsolete.
Humbully
