When the hell did I grow up? I mean where the hell did the time go?
My wallet shrunk, responsibility grew and none of it went slow
I’ve been wondering why I feel so old and worn down
I would try to blow this joint but im too sore to skip town
That was a joke but man I’m really feeling sore
Two toddlers run my house and got me working to be poor
I got a boss at work and he’s never all that bad to me, but then I go home and get run ragged by the other three! not to be dramatic sometimes I’d welcome a lobotomy, I get the feeling that they’re after me, like setting me up for fraudulent things because I refused them both their sucker rings!!
But while this is all in good fin and we could all use a smile
If I had to be trapped, I’d hope I’m trapped here a while
Shattered, busted
Broken pieces
Sinner, lusted
Crisco creases
White noise
High pitched screams
Girly boys
Wet dreams
Blood red stains
Off white gown
Pistol rings
Chalk on ground
Lethal needles
Veins blown
Better feels
Than being stoned
Strip club love
STDs
Ketamine rub
Nose bleeds
Masked face
Girl at gunpoint
Steps retraced
Blow this joint
Hep C
Painted skin
Deadly
Seven sins
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