out

Listening to nothing else matters wishing my brain would just splatter, Scattered liquor fills my bladder as I blindly climb Jacobs ladder, Reducing.my swagger to a stagger not taking a purse truly feel I'm cursed Not scared but prepared for whatever dispersed its been so fucked shit can't get any worse, Trust no one but take chances as the possibility of drama inhances Not a inposter pretending to be Kevin coster..watching the wolves as they do there dances,