I’m annoyed
emotionally destroyed
got money and bitches
no intentions to fill the void,
eclipse me? boy forfeit,
your dame giving me brain
in a corvette,
this app is crap
I’m over it,
my mood is morbid
my heart is for rent
drinking excessively
kidneys feeling the torment,
stuck in a storm
swarmed
and can’t ignore it,
highway to hell
let’s floor it,
got a history of misery
it’s historic,
therapist wants to talk about my past
I rather not explore it,
put it all behind you
that’s the biggest crock,
until
I hit new lands like Plymouth Rock,
thought it was all over
I wasn’t finished off,
choked up
I know this vivid cough,
on my way to the top
there were so many bars that I dropped,
got to where everytime that I dropped
I was so hard to top,
now, when I jot
I know no one is peep’in,
pull out the cot
my audience is sleep’in,
I’ll give all that I got
but you give me
no reason.

5th Day.














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