Fuck stress I focus on meditation Take this into conderation Suppose She's just a high maintenance bitch, With nothing to offer I compose and fix my manuscript As a prolific author I'll pillage you prick Raid your shit as a marauder Pick your sentences, they're shit My grammar is proper Praying to god, not TO deal with A daughter But I'll be blessed the day I become a father As I become an adolescence, straight from toddler No one cares about me as much as I do, So why FUCK should I even bother