Addressing The Stress

they say I'm snug cus I have money but I'm not running anything the way I want it to be where there are no hungry stockpiled bodies byproducts of a society that is sloppy when it comes to properly providing for the needs of these unwanted beings on the streets I'm pleading that wont get us relief let's keep it brief then I hope the whole system gets hacked again and again until the grid is closed pen we start over the clothes money we spend cold shoulder dead end boulders will be addressed by the press and politics that pretend they give a shit lend me a hand my penmanship is grand the way it was all planned couldn't tell what side of the map it came from I ride for God everyday son.