post apoctalyptic

Uh subliminal messages Bitches in wedding rings Dressing making impressions ND I had ta Move on ta betta things Tryna maintain my attitude but My opinions are irrelevant I went distant on shit that ain't Eva Pleasure me Too much animosity in a city So post apocalyptic No one comprehends anything Said but what is done is done I've only begun to think bout What It'd be like without a dry spout Or a parenting factor in my life would bring  Uh Picture my mind bodied in concept Of the past Reminiscing People switching Leaving in time of dire need My life in description and nobody listen cause it's kinda vivid