Friday, May 22, 2015

Apathy

Day after day every day feels the same
As my general attitude drives me insane
A little bit off the road, the steering wheel's stuck
I got the call back, I didn't make the cut
No job, no cash, no flow, just funk
It's time routine maintenance, I'm routinely done
Lemme triple check my schedule to make time for fun
Go out with the guys, eat a meal, and I'm done

Every day's a new one, that sounds like bullshit
I've been at page one and for weeks I've read it
I'm at the point where all I can say is fuck it
If you ain't got a dick then we should be fucking
If you ain't part of the crew then you're practically worthless
If you didn't know by now I'm still an amateur wordsmith
Playing with these puns, conceited alliteration
Assonance, Consonance, these big words I'm saying
I'm displaying my mind like it's in a glass case
Stolen from the museum but tonight it's on break
I can go forever, I'm on grind all day
Rapping on my god shit, pop m&ms then pray
I told you once and now I'll say it again
No time for nothing, not even for the dead
I didn't cry at all as I watched daddy die
His body burnt to ashes and I didn't say goodbye

Fuck the funeral, he was a dick to me
Fuck the apathy, I couldn't care for he
Fuck the fuck's that I gave, fuck this bliss that I made
Fuck the fucking game, fuck the shit that I'm saying
Fuck this life that I live to just throw it away
Fuck the chase that I give when I'm running away
Fuck this day because it's the same as before
I wokeup and died and tomorrow reborn


To Inner Demons by Djay U4RIA

No comments:

Post a Comment