Ladder of Dope

Its every person for himself, step on & step up kind of world. That is what we are are taught, at the thought our lips become curled. At first until it hurts, until we see that there is no remorse for the weak. The concept grows stronger with every lash on the cheek. Burning through our veins as we feel it seep. Silence is golden, like syrup bitter sweet. Survival of the fittest its you or its me.These are the values we to begin to teach. We throw our morals & standards so far beyond our reach. No thank you my humanity and my sanity that goes along with all of it i would like to keep. Climbing up the ladder, stepping on those i used to dream with, nah.... that price seems a little steep No rest for the wicked, shutting your eyes the guilt begins to creep. I would rather rest my head, gaily counting little baked sheep. I will keep spreading the love , i shall reap what i have sown. And then gladly smoke what i have grown. Blowing your concepts up in smoke. You try to explain but you choke. On the things that you have done. Just to be the one on the power end of the gun. It doesn't matter in the end you will be who you are , who you were that's it! Not who you could have been or should have been. No! only who you are! No ****! So even if you wanted to break free from the routined tendency. Just try to stop or alter the cycle of destiny. You couldn't, wouldn't step out of your pretentious power trip comfort zone. No you wouldn't blaze it up and blow it out like a cyclone. Double clutch over your shoulder. Tell yourself its because you are a soldier. Pfffftt okay! You carry on with the way it seems you do you these days. We all know each game has its players and their set of ways. So you carry on with your step on step up double standard. I will just fluff the humble in my coat and shy away from slander. Two sides of a coin, positive to negative its contemporary. We are who we are who we are ,meant to be! It is all part of the bigger picture, so puff puff pass its only temporary!