Rant #3


this is not me being poetic, this is me venting...

YO FUCK THE MAN!!! who is he???
some blown up scum- born to repress me?
and how bout she with that vacant glaze
and side-show talk to fuck up my day!

both he and she and me and we
resurface through the debauchery
to come up quick; but still after me
as i blast up, than down the void to be

so i obliterate the trauma plaguing my mind
content enough to retract than fly,
click my heels 3 times than spit to the sky
good luck mutha fucker, it's a fitting good bye

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