fale statements fancied up as they flow past your lips whats true in that god only knows seems hes pissed truf is in the knowing careful what your putting springtime leaves are budding book of life im shutting putting the dangers safely at an arm length this world in which im living asking god for strength still as i evolve i take a minute to pause or else im wandering lost tumuluous stone rolling never grows moss f Ththinking only bout myself but at what cost watch as i meander with my own special sauce brains cell getting tossed energy i exhaust far to much to oft exhale smoke i coughed eyes glazed over glossed far flung heroic deeds going unsung weed to the bong bong to the lighter lighter Makin smoke in my lungs it goes inside of somehow always gets me so excited might it have been perhaps a moment momentum slaps a bee sting comparable to how it feels comprehend what isnt real land me pleasantly up. on a cloud but keep an even keel wish I had my rod n reelpaths for reel on god on blood or bet hear me cuh whatever nonsense that the youngins say remind me of a Christmas song on dasher pull in reindeer sleigh but hear me out just afterwards remember please to see me back in my gratitude and decency those losing ground of common men so lets pretend to yield and use a softer tone instead of wrath I work the field reap what I sow and try to avoid psychopaths in closing I would love to give to all my earned appretiation these days all that there earning is a stone cold heart and consternation