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Here's a little piece of inspiration I came acrossI miss seeing my soul and being able to read my mind, I've been examined and taken apart by the layer, I like to think I'm a dragon slayer, but it seems more likely that I'm a doom sayer, I pay my time to just say the same lines, the end is near, fear the lamb, there is no damn deer to fear, just listen to me the doom sear, take a look in the mirror, am I the crazy one, or does each man and woman have their faults, this shits zesty, but it needs some salt, there's a child in Africa who would love to have that food, so feed HIM! People flap their gums about the less fortunate, if there was any care in ya heart you'd be taking care of it, not contorting it, and restoring it, just to convince the ignorant, we didn't make it this far by being babied, we know how to survive, its not a surprise, why cant you realize, don't act like the homeless man has rabies, his pride and ignorance hid the truth from him, so now he suffers from the heartless ones ruthlessness its not a contest, a man can use a hand every once In a blue moon.
I never expected to see my future so soon, I try to block it out and listen to my own happy tune, I'm not a cartoon I need my car tuned if I had one, can't go to school, need to take care of my son if I had love, but it's not like me, not likely will I find the love I aint lookin for, life's rough, and loves not tough enough, to rebuff the creations from raw stuff, respite the dust, fight off this lust imbedded in the earths crust, this lack of distrust is a knife thrust in backs of all our minds down our backs, it's a bitch slap to the saps cheek, it's each day of the week, useless technique, hearts are weak like a unique antique from ancient Greece, if life's a fight then this battle will never cease itll only increase, file the press release, bring in the military police, we need justice of this disturbance of peace, all I needs my piece. Just a little extra kick in the ass, a taste of the good life to come to and from, when ever I need some, when I'm feeling glum, there's the shade of a manna gum, and a bottle of bay rum, the crazy weird shit I shy away from, I'm never gonna live like that and I'm ready for whatever may come...
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