Today was tiring
but not stressfull
kicked back and chilled
ate more than a mouthfull
its funny how when i write i cant think
its like the way you obvserve at the bathroom sink
after you puke and let it all out
thats the release i feel when write and shout
cuz words are like an illness stuck in my mouth
i gotta let em out, from this stomach, from this house
i can write till my fingers stop
and noone can stop me not even a cop
fbi, governement or a judge
went to mandaraine and ate some fudge
I can prolly sit and write all day
but now its time for me to play
GT4, with my brand new PROTEGE
got money transferred over from gt tres