Not All
3/31/22
Quick to judge and think less of us
Too many petty s
It all was over twenty bucks
Only one way to find out is your best enough
Go ahead and test your luck
To the fallen souls, rest up
Refusing to be a dead duck
Yet stressed and stuck
Too much energy and thoughts pent-up
I drank out the can or glasses, equating to many cups
Sick of the drama, avoiding any fuss
In a world that is constantly crazy
Can't reap benefits from being lazy
Yet many do from being snakes and shady
Taking advantage of others on the daily
Not cap, just facts
Always smoking thrax
Cutting all the crap, could see it in my raps
Was on then got off the tracks
Not perfect, I did relapse
Relax, no need to always stay tense
A lot are way dense
Easily they take offense
Can't always get along and be neighbors sharing the same fence
At times it just doesn't make sense
Not all should feel the same
Not all would feel your pain
Not all could feel brave
Not all that is good or bad will feel afraid
You'd be suprised, disgusted or real amazed
Staying dull or sharper than a damascus steel blade
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