Hail Yourself
Memory is foggy. Judgement is cloudy. Never sober, always lifted. Never made the best decisions. Lock & load my stick. Cock & pull for the eyes that shift. I see that red rushin' and im hittin' with precision. This lifestyle keeps me in submission, in addition my heart and mind are headed for collision with past mistakes. You cant relate. My soul's down south, third eye wide awake. My body is on time, but my thoughts are always late. Time has become my enemy. Currency, my new identity. You'll never walk a mile in my shoes cause you'll never comprehend my vexed style views on narcissistic complacency. Praise the Sun, not the son of 'God'. Your God is dead and the pope is a fraud. Dont claim you're 'woke' when you've spent half your life asleep. Doomed from the start, you're forever a sheep.
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