Party's over lights out bill's past due go out to get a a dollar meal an the S class do a bill past you registration expired and the pigs on patrol, n if it ain't that the opps got semi auto's to unload so I try and get by feel like an army in my way an I jus need to step by, ask me why I even need to weaponize everything I fuckin do when it all just turn to separate ties, gracious my tenacious inner spirit like this just won't do, damn it fuckin burns when what you want hurts you But rise up my brothers through the flames and the embers theres an oasis in every desert, with crazy thick bitches servin drinks I mean the serpant can even re-envision what you think from the foundation, angels lose their wings and them demons on the ground waitin
