i grew up on animail crackers and poppouri didnt makenmuch of a fuss when you scraped you knee now all i see in this society is oh poor me how can this be two steps foward thre right back. raise up my hand give the world a slap for all the ignorant crap that gets placed on my lap. no good misic to hive my toes a tap. even back then could never imagine that a grown as man wants to be a cat. and i come from the world were girls ate scat. when did having sex be come identity when did we lose and confuse our own liberty. traded it all for fast food delivery its a slippery slope that ropes jittery lost in translation our victory trade it in for artillery and wash it all down at the distillery. i mean donyou even hear me the teary masses wars of the classes still effect all the masses and we sit on our asses as time passes but it all good raise the wine classes im just that kid in glasses became a man paid my taxes as the world relaxes by stressing out and im trying to find what is all about. is it swagger or drip or clout. we thristy and in a drought fires burn Thur out and people still claim the foods good at in and out makes me wanna scream and shout. but i guess we xan live with out let the whole world stand with the largest pout.