No Stress Rest

Stress-Free Ok,imma start this one, With no stress, BUT A BIT OF FUN, Always preferred handling An handy-Pen than a handgun, (🤣🤣🤣🤣) Well a gun could would or even should be fun, but also leave me in a grave In hospital, In a jail, or on the run, Once the job done… (WHAT WOULD IT BE,KILLING OR HURTING THE MOST PERSONS) Would have I learned any lesson, Or just ruined my life For absolutely NOTHING, Except ruining some more lives, But is it worth something??? Are these lives worth ANYTHING??? Even a lil’ bling-bling??? Ringing of a bell, Clinging a ding-ding…WELL, No more I could tell… Where am I, Where was I, Askin’ The fuck WHY, Rhymin went to I, Gotta end without a lie… The fuck Do I??? DAAMMMNNNN…. C—S—I…!!! (🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣) Let’s just get back To SUICIDE, Cuz this is what It SOUNDED LIKE, Lil end o’ tunnel light, Re-catching the thing Trying to look BRIGHT, What I Might, If y’all suddenly Lost your Sight,(hearing) Post-Eclipse, Blinded by Daylight, The other side, Would get me fright, That would mean, All these lyrics, Were being TOTALLY RIGHT, Damn,if it would, Any music would Absolutely Bite, Ain’t I Right??? Any shit sounding like The Bli and the Bla, Having an eternal fight, Askin,which of Em’s Right, When shit started, Was it about the fruit, The lie,The suit,the eye, The boot…??? DAMN,What did he write, Scriptures would be A total mess, Tellin no one, if it was the man, Or was it Satan, Who’s been blessed??? Fuck that,Bli and Bla’s incest, Music stopping there, Plus me,My brain, And y’all,(hope you’re entertained) Well,we all need a REST!!!