fuckery of life

oh sweet day how my heart collides through time and space my soul lay to waste but don't forget the taste of that sweet venom my servant snake along with other creatures I conjure Darn I really ponder of course rambling wondering but no much gambling I'm willing and able we I mean I don't watch the cable villainous like Bain but I know the truth is plain I'm the man singing in the rain who's local public think they can tame as I fight tooth and nail to gain yo bits stay in your lane it ain't my town but I'll run it tonight there be fights on me corners with fuckery of honking horns owe the deaths I mourn to the weak and weary that care more if I can't riddle get stuck in the middle and feel the tread of what dread fuck they meds it ain't my mess I mean I'm involved apparently they even snagg3d me on fake robbery I mean I was there but it ain't go down like they say card beeps heard have a nice day walked out to the sunshine staying on my grind 6 days later release from county. 4 hour walk home like a clown see but I ain't no jester no pawn to be trading and testing more like a modern king of the times even tho I bare no golden crown had a mic of gold but that shut sold so call me the timing king the go getter with shot that's wetter cuz the people's champ rise a prevail in the end ya'll know I be better whether moonshine or sunshine I'm so Devine truly one of a kind only feel comfortable talking but mine my words go early yours cuz I'm penny Nickle diming as the king of the timing as a ball riddle and feel oh so bored in the middle at least I ain't got the fuckery of the fiddle