Mainline

Single file…

It felt like I walked a mile…

Attacked with go back when…

This is the only place I call home…

 

 

Whoever said home is where your heart is…

Be the same one to end up a target where I live…

Surprise ground hog day 40 bottle upside your head…

They’ll all laugh at you through the hemorrohage till Fields dead…

 

The kids will take your money, socks and shoes…

Sell them bitches up at the Gas station…

Hope you didn’t have on no trues…

 

because this is there religion….

 

 

Pill poppers

full throttle

popping

wheelies

on dirt bike

after the

robbery

homicide

EBT cards

and the

last call

for alcohol…..

Do you know where the fuck your children are…

I swear I wish you needed a license to be a parent…

Pinal systems over crowded with our children…

and guess what…..

They just built another one…

like I said before…

“home is a prison inside a prison so when we go to prison we feel home”

So…

Ask us is home where are hearts are?