A take a journey with my pen
Never know where it'll take me
My flow is embers a cold december couldn't phase me
I dont play games - but im pressin on the A B
Up down start to pause - f** now I start to hate me -
The art of war - judgement day
The young arbitor
Gettin carded at the door of the party
Im bout as boring as mardi gras -
Drinken in the party bus - im sorry but theres barf in store -
I'll puke partly on the cardigan ...
Of your retarded friend from harvard law
Im raw like the garden floor seats - i dont want any part of 40
Since 4 my thoughts avant guard
God almighty - clean like rock salt - i dont faulter slightly -
Im slighty wrong ...
Like the fact they make u pay more for the white meat
Bearded like vikings - peer at life - like im sight seeing -
I might live another day
But am i breathin?
A question ill save for a fine eveing
Destined to play with the present -
Ina daze seein yesterday stressin - is today the same
Lemme ask the same question
Whats the name of this game
We stay destined
Insane pressure to change my brain just ain't present
State to state my brains presently water vapor
Making the great escape to mother nature
Same as this breathe of disgust for whoever
Disdain and mistrust
Strange when u puffin its better
It pains us to no end -
That they say love is forever
Then the moment u suffer its severed -
Get another to forget
Enough... is it ever enough? - never
Take enough of this pain it makes pleasure
N even if u change a great lot
In the end ull still be the same monster