By Joseph Wade
Can’t breathe as I grow like a seed.
The streets. The beast. Just got unleashed.
As I creep I stay underneath like hell.
Break the hex, fuck the spell.
Too many bars like a jail. Time to crack the shell.
Anger is danger it makes me wanna yell.
My words are like a preacher.
If you would just listen I could teach ya’
I hold my head as I sit on the bleachers.
Thinking about why I waste my time blowing reefer.
Or why I don’t listen to anyone.
Nothing’s enough so my mentality is FUCK every one.
No comments:
Post a Comment