playing in thorns ..now ballonz deflated feelz infected doc ur patient needz to get mself injected I thought am special bt my pride was just reflected I seek perfection but I got myself rejected The many tamz I v had my as corrected The many times I repelled bt was connected The many times like a trash was collected and petted bt itz no use still a wind can affect me childish’ turns to fate, I try to find peace when its vivid I am a mess,experience tells me wait..don't turn yourself to bait..I hate..myself.. like two teeth... its a baby turning eight..two ships they are really carrying freight.. two whips you are really gaining weight like some mates stuffin cakes n a plate The home comin late so I rate eight waits on the gate that's a great trait a crate for his date with the plait hair she knows I'm the boss getz the best chair plate