Lost

11/9/21 If I crossed the line Then I apologize Almost lost my mind A lot of times Mental and physical battles being fought Still lost Smoking pot And drinking lots Another day and night went by, I forgot What I wrote and did before the lights went off (Knock, knock, knock) Get yo' ass up, I got A job to do at a far away spot Never late, always on the dot To the table a lot Was brought I did some teaching and also was taught In casual wear or while wearing a smock Gave me a key to the building, so I could lock It all up, making sure everything was solid as a rock Often I had to collect my thoughts And connect the dots For now I need a Glock And a yacht Not to ever watch the clock Ceasing to stop Therefore I paid the price More than twice At what cost Otherwise it is all for naught Continuing to plot Many quick to squawk Others partake or just sit and watch Like a hawk Because they intend to stalk By now, it should come as no shock Wake up, don't scoff And think you got it all, because you do not A world that talks And gawks Far too oft Many mock And quickly flock Built off of slave labor and sweatshops It's non-stop A world obsessed with onslaught Quick to pull the trigger and fire a shot Obsessed over symbols like a cross And any cash crop Obsessed with hitting the jackpot Yet some things can not be bought