Half An Hour

half an hour left till my last breathe released in the streets died on concrete leaked dna contaminated by faith no escape in this maze confused by the rules using tools to build higher hills with pills potions portions of endorsement on my endorphins medications enslavement to these agents in white masons minus the aprons caymans vacations though im broke currently no higher currency certainly i need these freaks to leak my semen on ass cheeks till then writing from the pen psychiatric medicines hard mattress few friends im not actin men lock jaw broke pens and pencils when will i make a power move to watch them cower fools materialistic ballistics weapons faced all green snakes.