great rhymes

...Unghh, school flunky, pill junky
but look at the accolades these skills brung me
full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to
When I'm a million leagues above you
Ill when I speak in tongues
But it's still tongue-and-cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel
I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys
"Still chunky, but funky"
But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me:

They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I had
Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination But fuck it
Life's handing you lemons - Make lemonade then
But if I can't batter the women how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake him for Satan

That's a comrade, making a comrade offer

to all of you

my love has way too many laws to have room for any comrades

and to the one who calls me lou reed
sweet, very much.
too bad time never matched up in this universe
yr too busy covered in sawdust making violins & guitars
& im too busy playing with the pins still
and you've been behaving for years so of course i wonder
would i be behaving too? or would we both have spiraled?
i suppose thats why we never worked

and what's with all the ones making guitars anyway?
or drums?
its all so silly
and she says she doesnt have a type
whatafuckingjoke


(guess what f, this one just isn't about you, shame eh)

grandma was a spitfire and now she's got a half a body with a numb limb named after it & she's dying & no one can afford the funeral so she gets cremated instead of a funeral & a memorial & grandma knew everyone, fucked everyone, never drank, never thought this day would come, longevity is long in my family. pops will live forever, amiright? maybe just 84.

and holy shit they cant afford a funeral

grandma dated everyone

she had all the jewels and all the wealth and spent it all

and i look at myself

it doesnt really matter though now does it? where yr body goes to roam after life leaves.

it all ends eventually doesnt it?

lucky i have found my only home (BP)