Rambling

one time I punched a baby in the face he was lookin at me funny and his mom was outta place several times I was high as outer space and forgot what I was doing, with my pants bellow my waist I used to make deliveries throwing packages with ease blowing mad amounts of trees takin trips down to Belize pretend that I was making money making jokes extremely funny paid attention to by hunnies making love just like some bunnies but that shit was all a dream real life isn't so serene making very little green working like a dead machine sometimes I wish that I was dead put a bullet in my head paint the walls cherry red or just drown my ass instead I can't breathe so i guess I'll just leave give me something to believe at least some drugs I can receive I'm a lost cause just tryna follow these laws put my hope on pause and pray to God for some applause does it have to end this way I don't have the words to say i hope that everything's okay I hope we live another day