I am bout the word I crush rappers on stages just like Gallagher truth is I could care less if I don't blow like the shulttle challenger it's crazy how balance serves as an expection to the rule . how a jester counters fools no and ifs or expection can measure up to the stress life bares downs and curbs skulls like teeth sides like streets dam its hurts ie panic sure sure enough that this man disturbs insane is how arrange these nouns and verbs fucking finding a higher power i stay grounded bound by worth the secret to my purpose is misery I no it sounds upseride I was once lost then realised it doesn't matter if I am found by her . fuck her and her company I stand alone damaged cured my disillusion toward reality so i now i go round and round unsure around shittyy circumstances circling my myself out hope 2 to device a plan that's works duck duck goose hesitation wounds are the proof that the line between life and death are blur by the struggles and issues that complicates the existence me myself and I occur oam damaged torn split shoulder 2 torso broken beautifully yet I'am profound with words far from passive violence is the key note of the silence that's drowns out my words love me or hate me I give a fuck either way haterds I put them down in dirt there pipe dreams get dismissed as talentless aggression has been cant fathom how haven't dont achieve in a talent search round and round go trying to figure out what hasent worked picking others style apart ie ironic scavenger truth yes this man is torn sed the calm before the storm the deep breath before the plunge to to the abyss the kids upsurvered rocking a frown its works till death from birth fuck skeptics sir it's fair to say I give a fuck about constructed criticism my faith is absolute like vodka an addict that cant count on worth bound to serve my self indulging ways lifes a bitch but she's been down senses birth dollors equal change no matter if it's bad of worse