Chop the branch off
Handling dead weight
Lob a baseball through the plate glass
I’m off-base
Like yeah I’ll buy you flowers
Just not the type for no vase
Young water spout
Running his mouth from real late till the sun is out
Make that sh#t boom like a thundercloud
Could run for miles on my high horse
Toppling it take a lot of force
Or a nice little compound
Outta my way I think I’m coming down
Gotta say, you can miss me with that talk of the town sh#t
I’m crossing state lines, keep an eye for the crown vics
The regimen still cup of tea, couple hash sticks
Went from hearing it to really feeling it, it’s haptic
Reach out, ain’t gеtting no feedback from being passive
That fear got you bordеrline captive
They grab bagging it
Reaching fore they look
f#cking shook at how the past damaging
Constant hassling
No coincidence came in some crap packaging
So easy as sh#t to rip the scab again
No wonder it keep happening
Popularity contest, asking for president Zaff Brannigan
Pedo vs pedo
And yet voting booths still turning away people
How you gauge evil
Seems like all we do is normalize it
Push it outta sight
Then say the blame’s equal
When all they do is put a paint job on the same easel
Call it progress
Scraping by while weasels make it easily
How to turn these pieces into peace of mind?
See the picture clearer when they’re unified
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