Da Mormon by Spiffy 17th

I often think about the s*** that I missed in this life filled with stress you can help but be pissed at the situation, and the shit we faced with everydays another Murder theres no morals theres no purpose Life stand still heavy as an anvil thinking i can cure it popping all these pain pills shooting at the ops like if they rain dears i bear the pain still Rest in peace Blake aint spoke your name in years trying to drown out the pain with this ever clear, star struck i seem to often fall on this hard Luck scared up but bless from the beginning word to Allah, see you can stretch the limits ,just not too far in lifes role i played 2 parts teachers always said i was too Smart id rather draw and do art and let life play its part showing moms the picture that i painted but all she saw was and F tainted