"Bars Left On The Stools In Bars" Common sense tells me that you can keep your cash i just want change. In the scope target in site gotchu out on the range. You are deranged feeling strange bc i let you outta your cage, i call it free range. Seems though like freedom is too much for a prisoner trapped in their own closed minds. Landing gingerly on land mines. Minds only operate peoperly when open just like parachutes. Breaking in my new zipped up paratrooper boots tied tight and snug not loose like lips on the witness stand. A home made pipe bomb full to rim w black powder. Smacked in the face w baby powder in the back of the cadilac. Back on track manifesting a life i am ready to create if you can id advise you relate. Before its too late. Push the accellerator and avoid the rear view mirror and brakes. There is nothing behind us worth falling behind for. Once you take the leap of faith you fall or soar. If you fall youre garenteed to be sore. Keep your vision 20/20 crystal clear . Stay happy like gilmore, girls dont go settling for the first cliwn that trips out of that tiny car. Funny that ive waited years to finally get it and realize i had it all along. It took laying down the bong and educating myself to learn how its ok to not always be wrong. A handicap mind twisted tangled and mangled by a irish car bomb, jager bombs and rips from the 5 foot mind eraser bong. The pen is mightier then the sword unless your still stuck on your mothers titties and need to cut the cord. Time to step out of your shell and before you are alone in your mind burning in hell. No visits no chance for bail. Wasting my final years thinking i can or will be controlled or made into a mold. Your about 10 years old and my heart has froze cold closed. With snotted up bloodied nose. This is what... You chose. Hatin on me because im not a ho or easy like you the pass word to your woman letting everyone in that blessed your sneeze. You dropped to your knees. Wondered why you are crying all the time. Blaming the swallowed babies a desease. How do you explain to all those dead babies, waiting for you in heaven that just maybe they was gravy. Maybe?!! Who knows? Something to think about though instead of being a under cover tip toe ho. Ya know?? Causing havoc in my life or drama just for any attention. Not to mention begging for detention then complaining from all the bitchin. Make up your mind and find peace. Treat people with respect and youll be seen as more then a piece.
