Society

Fri, 02/01/2019 - 22:54 -- TIMT

Every breath that I take as the night turns bright

I sit in my room as I plot and I write

bout society and shit that goes bump in the night

so here is the stroy so please sit tight.

 

Our kids will ask how it was like groin up

we'll say get some popcorn and pass me a cup

yeah we all used to sip on that liquor and lean

till mom walked in and nothing was clean

she found out that we were all drunk and high

so she went to her room and cried

so I kicked em out and said goodbye

and went to my room and lied in bed will morning came

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