snort trump up
hic-up!
hic-up!
shooting society into my viens
even though it’s destroying my brain
i’m the creep that couldnt maintaine
blame the mass shootings for my messed up brain
i see advertisments and want to puke
i think of greed and my temprature rises
and rape is only icing on the cake
come along now, we have WWIII to bake
crime, porn, crime, porn
step into a casino and you will learn
putting a drop of liquid-homeless on my togue
and it’s a trip and a half outcome
i sneak through the city to get my fixes
watching the ditch-digger dig ditches
this hit isn’t good enough, i need the latest and greatest
cause that shit was the shittiest
a bump of police brutality, and i’m done.
Posted on April 23, 2018
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