I don't know what reallllllly matters anymore....what you tryna look skinny for, yer 24/ seven ,laptop on even in bed'n when you snore/ every picture you post has been augmented / even your god siblings have the dog whiskers/ even your Marijuana weed got them chines pot-stickers/ the plot thickens, you're caught pissin/ in a bottle of Monster on Twich in/ the non Christian God-less men ear pods in but they still do not listen / their brain isn't even on this end / of the spectrum they gone fishin'/ television left on simpsons/ Hella twisted on pistons, I'm gone...keep on spinnin'--time..time ..time...keeps on tickin'..goodnight iteI've been in the game from the pen in the main / line,,my brain finds ,some way i/ manage to keep myself afloat ,cuz stay a/- live, is what my factory settings keep me in/ this beast I've been / at least my friends, have helped me see the pieces this/ evil seed has been,believe me when/ I say I haven't found no relief but then/ peacefulness seems to wash over me/ -Snow snow snowww on meee......I'm going crazy in the brain, there's no way to explain this/ pressure I'm inflated with, it's made me angry and insane as shit/ married to this dame, I wish,I wouldn't a been so impaired by this game I'm mixed/ up in and up with ,it's fuck'n ,disruptive/lost touch with instincts my gut gives/ I've been staying up all this month ,get/ to sleep when the sun hits,my unlit/ ciggeret that I done meant/ to smoke til there was none left/ if left unchecked, to my own divices/ I know my life gets, losing track of the time, as time ticks....the hour hand goes from 4 ,to 5 ,6/ ------"Cuz Time keeps on tickin'...tick'n tick tickkk tickin'--- like these snivelin frick'n ,generation X,Y, little kids/ on the internet twitterin' to the riddle in/ this ain't a game but try n explain to them in words/ cuz they don't gotta pay the rent ,and work/ is a word they was never taught/ and their parents never played the roll of a solid rock/ so they're all on dot, com ,period spots your twots on/ im delirious bout this,rock song....rock onnnnn.., rockkk onnn-------Ima get my glock, start busting caps/ try n understand this is just a rap/ I cuss and laps, back into a lustful chap/ it's gettin harder to trust the crap/ you see on the world wide web/ you gotta keep your head high...high head....the life I led, the surface has no curvature and I'm sure fir sure... I just blurt these words that I slur and blur....break the virgin fur,and let the blood spill/ always til the die i die ,I shall be a thug still/ smoking weed ,fuck the harder drugs,pills....I'm done ,still...I could keep going ...on some solo shit...yolo...quit
FlatNasty
