Opinions, Anyone

Why would she make me crawl back to you Always hear how life is bytch But thats cruel Because more people will bruise Batter and choke you Hold you From your breath Kick they foot out while you taking a step Play with your intelect Spread flies around you like death Were a mask of a friend and plunge that banger into your chest Grinning wildly Teeth turned mesh Life aint easy This is true but dickhead people are a mess The mess Thatll have you fall back in that abyss If you let it Of cousre Im lost in the sauce Praying so hard my soul is hoarse And my chest cavity is porus Ears filled with herasy from a fake chorus Wakings a burden Sleeping a chore Chiefing settles nerves down to the core So my presence isnt what you wanted it for Could it be This whole thing is a burden on you and yours Nigga Plz.... My presence is evidence of blessings that arent evident to your optical preference Bredren Im a testiment of perserverance embodied in a flesh of hardships Night terrors in daylight of dark shyt thatll make one nauseaus Forfit your profits Make you wanna grab a almanac Gain knowledge Instead people wanna crush your dreams to appease they wallets Let you pick outa garbage Throw you scraps so humanity can relax off they back while you snack on the scraps they dusted off they laps Thats cool tho stuff your face til you collaps Im patient Walking towards the day of celebration waiting for the moment of declaration of your participation that help fuel this patron on his road of ambition and dedication Never ceasing to quit Even when exasperated Soul suffercating Body exaggerated over the plantation of the good life.... Peace