56° 7' 49.3176" N, 106° 20' 48.3756" W

Stare at this paper writing yeah life is complete

Bullshit that is,music is my only retreat

Demons haunting me I could never hope to defeat

Old memories and patterns I don't wanna repeat,light up the darkness like Green Lantern

Move up a tax bracket the way I'm setting new standards

put so much passion in my rhymes the religion of Ned Flanders

Rich corporations steal from the poor, its ass backwards

So many questions I ask God, he never answers

Depressions just like a cancer, I'm fading away

Nothing left of me now,just let my body decay

Fam'll always downplay our situation like americans when trump wins the nomination

Can't afford groceries anymore man fuck this inflation

slave away at my workstation,minimum wage, could never take a vacation

If I miss work sick? Our banks dry, dehydratin

Governments got me the balls if I to escape it's castration


This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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