These words are…
Only for the brains consumption…
A small creators mistake…
Mistaken…
Lies…
For truth…
Having no true value…
Like a house with no…
Cealings in the middle of…
Harricain season…
I seasoned the broth…
Surrounding that hot boiling pot…
I never fold under pressure…
So I wear a rain coat…
Coated in the flesh of my problems…
I got wet…
Its like I met my words…
Parents…
For the first time…
At the same damn time…
I brought pain to fruit flies in training…
Medications…
Meditation…
My words had a bench warrent…
The pages served it…
I’m only hear because I deserve it…
A waisted mind is the only crime…
My lines won’t die unless I…
Become another why That killed them…
No can’t or can nots…
I folded them Into a barrito…
I ate them in colors…
I ate them…
Because I’m not like no other
By the way…
Where the hell are my truck keys?
Reality Is The New Negativity Vol.1 