On the fly Im high as a cliff like top off of the dome and A Hip to the hop So off I go, if only I had a home To live and grow Over one day it’ll blow.. I been sober for 3 years two months and still nothing showed If you think three or four steps more Down the road, to be able to see what’s in store. On your course you must go And hopefully pass At the top of your class I never hopped up to do math I kinda sat in the back On my ass, on my finger board And kids laughed Had to grab my back back Stand in the hall til someone gets here Then Halled my ass to the principal Fast, like hey what was that then I dashed Towards the wall by the trash Like i overlapped him Bitch slapped kids On the track that i passed Like the others.. This and this and that Search.. I’m six hours exactly.. I went from relapsing on alcohol.. taking Two shots, going oh fuck. In the back at the damn scene at the dance pretending I’m happy, when actually dancing Remember In December when you sweard ta never drive drunk ever. High bunk.. slam dunk. And then I hit the headboard We’ll I would uh if the desperate didn’t try to Measure my chest like it was a treasure, but the desperate were measured my g Moderation Seems to have helped my current situation Already learned, watching sitting patient Like back in the day, back in the back of my brain stem, then to my brain I dreaded absorbing pain But instead I made it my weapon, Absorb and store, it for a rainy day, No one wants to play, not even for a second.. unfortunate, Abandonment, recklessly can’t understand some shit. I barely know Mexican, til my conscience changed the current in its waves, in a hurry get out my way, I gotta pretty Penny May, I need in my life Or why do I stay, I’d rather die or stay in a life where I can find a loophole for happiness, I’d be happy to refrain in the earth and be Gay, as symbolism for Prayin. Karate kick you, no crane are you the victim If I hit you Are you all still here?? Cause I am with you I used to wanna try jiu-jitsu Know I fight inside of The cage at night.. While maintaining walking the line All joking and talking aside My balls are Appalling, first sight People stopped call But still write Letters telling me to die My head hurts I’d rather upset her Those were the Last words of my life In dented to debaters after my death Under my breath we’re some measures I took, that were desperate, rode off on a ghost horse in the night sky, like a dessert, but lit up like the Fourth of July Without pain, and without pleasure No heart of gold no love No treasure I’m honest af with myself.. like I don’t think about it much but.. my acronym hat.. dgaf.. which autocorrected to shag, no pun intended.. I’m sure.. anyway.. I must wear that deep down as a defense mechanism.. not for being tough.. like ohhhh I don’t give a fuck, wah. Have you seen my creatine bro?! But cause I actually do give a fuck!!!!! Maybe I been duped and hurt too much too.. and subconsciously liked it enough to purchase it.. at the goodwill btw.. 3.99.. no tax