Conscience

Conscience I got a cleaner conscience Than the beats that Are poppin And I ain’t been forgotten I’ve only been wanted But the law ain’t gonna catch me Cause I’m stuck in 4 wheel drive And my heads just a bobbin Up n down to Patsy Cline I’ve been told I ain’t nothin But I’m gonna be somethin Cause my minds still clear It ain’t clouded like y’all steers I got some living to do I ain’t worried bout you But I’ll tell ya what to do You’re gonna get screwed Cause there’s nothing you can do When ya look like you This part reminded me Of bo2 zombies You’re nothing but a leech ya got a sucking kinda speech I’m Waiting on that day That’ll come some day Cause I don’t know the way But it’ll be okay I didn’t think to be alive I done thought I would’ve died So when that day does come Let the flames take me home Give me a hunters death So I can finally rest I got a great deal of buddies That’s down to get muddy Times will get funky When we blow all our money We make our own roads So we ain’t got a problem When we got the Po-Po Thinking he can catch us You can call us Mississippi Natives But we only work hard So we ain’t friends with hippies And we raised in barns I’ve been up north Where concrete grows normal And let’s just say It ain’t the same As the town built on dirt And respect to the farming world It’s a southern comfort zone Where we keep our boots strapped on Where we take a knee to pray Before we start our day So whatever’s in our way Will be dealt with A conscience free of pain whatever’s in our way Will be dealt with A conscience free of pain -Joe McCreary- -9/14/22-