Redundancy

Reflection injection, I can’t do time so I bear the erections, like bad economies and serious rejections... They have relations of stations upon the masters of fakeness, roaring awakeness, upon baseness upon rankness, ...I try hard but hear blankness, waiting on makeshifts, I live for the lie, even if my body falls off of my mind, just in-case I have to try- I keep myself wide, but creep slow otherwise, beat up the wrong boast- with character in my eyes, ride motorcycles to the coast, act rich, and not even take a dip.