Smut

Revolution's disgrace, was a smut on the face
But now's shit the new norm, been on it for days
No sweat, nightmares, and noises could wake me
When I flew before I slept, like how it shall be

There are days when I wake up smooth as hell
Constant productivity, they'll never know my spell
Yet somedays I hope, to never wake up anymore
Unwillingness to live, drags me down the floor

I went to school,...