House On the Haunted Hill
10/17/21
House on the Haunted hill
Over the years many have gotten ill
This world is rotten still
All about the dolla bills
People often steal
Why does blood always gotta spill?
Do you know how being at the bottom feels?
Tragedies occurred inside of cotton fields
Too many got the wrong ideals
Goal is a house on a hill
Truth be told, big shoes I've gotta fill
For now I'ma stop and chill
Then pop a pill
It all was worth a shot or nil
This is reality not a drill
I told you dog it's real
Went way beyond Watsonville to Bonneville
In the end it either did or did not appeal
Becoming part of the gossip mill
I will not stop until
I've truly got my fill
I know one thing though, always sippin' out this bottle kills
Cost is an arm and a leg in hospital bills
Gotta work smart and hard, since I want the mills
Not all this struggle and drama still
Like on Doctor Phil
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