i'm tired, but not of working, this weekend taught me something, i have to work harder
i have to be more accountable of my actions, and recreate a visual picture of my reactions, take those depictions and define a distinctive denotation,
deduce all data, collect all information,
counting towards whats to come of the many connotations, and decide
decide whether or not i am to choose whats best for me or whats needed,
all i know is in the end i will be put a cide,
so why not work hard and commit the most noble suicide,
work my body from its cells all the way to the naked eye,
i see everything therefore making me the greatest harbinger of homicides,
(for those who don't know "cide" is the root word for die.. suicide self...homicides the same.. cide die).... haha rt i'm on my money and school ish fuck all da other bullshit
life is a puzzzle whyle the police is the uzzle they tryna to hold my words back but i got my first dont let me get my second
ill protect my fort thats my third you need a warrant four
my arrest nd i wont get on the bench since the fifth
cops tri to inmpeach on my rights but since im broke i get the sixth peice of pie all for peice i pressume my peers can judge me
civily speaking dats they seventh but only gods judgments will put a hold on me so yall cant torture me ayy
like the fonze who wasnt in the constirion but still got 9 lives
i got all the power fuck the 10th
ive never looked at life nd been amazed..but ive looked at life nd been trapped in a maze... a men praying to his god amen ... thank you for keeping me lost this long ive seen so many wrongs that i know whats right..were im suppose to turn left or right... doesnt matter if its wrong or right...when in fact thats the hole point of life to never be right and allways be wrong... to belong in the world that teaches u mistakes.. the mistakes that make you stronger...the stronger i get the longer i live... well ill keep making dis mistakes till it takes me to another place........ fuck im lost