riding low thinking about these feelings that overflow, do I start a life or do I start a grow, now that I'm grown got a lot, to think about, how life is a lottery ownin' that shit like it got to me, Again it's what I hate to see, You and me talkin' 'bout robbing for cheese, Doin' mad things going on massive sprees while I got murder in my head for g's, I'm alone doin' this shit for you, just building my bridges collectin' stitches, trying to remake my world a new, don't tempt me you don't what I've gone through, buildin' brigades will only leave me with twitches, glitches, collateral will be old men in ditches, condescending I hope I'm on the mends, sick of these people you call friends, I extend, with time away hope these thoughts reach your brain, cuz I'm the one the voices call insane, cuz I'm doin' my own thing again, reaching out to people that gave me a reason to feel sane, I've been chasing shit, everything around me needs some kind of hit, that be including the people cuz I know that some of 'em are straight evil, when they haven't got a pipe or a beer in their hand at night, but that's vices never known anyone who'd give up to spice yet, at least I'd hope but I don't wanna rock the boat, but I wanna see who can float, continue to do what I've been wanting to do in life, at least in the fictional one that I got in my head, too many reasons I could have ended up dead, many of times voices and what I could have said, ruining the view of people that I care about, said it before but in my heart I have no doubts, I'll be that way till the end of my days till there is a bullet lodged in my brain, in pain since young most of it can say was from my _ but gotta love 'em cuz they matter, I've never really cared about the status, just there to impress in my heart I can't say less, trust me this is made to make you feel perplexed, enough said,