Jmcg

My Level

I saw a man in a truck with a ladder
driving through a field to void his bladder
Watching it splatter Voiding the matter Getting fatter
Having tea with the mad hatter
Mixing up the cake batter
Then glass shattered.
All over the place Slice the space between your face Slow down the pace Just in case
but still win the race.
I'm in front and your lagging behind,
You stupid cunt are you blind?
Can't you see?
No wait, that's right you ain't me
and in the future is where I'll be
While you stay in the past,
Am i going too fast? Are my words too vast for you to grasp?
Now that's funny
Your nose is runny
and the day is sunny So step back you can't take this from me.
You're not good enough
That's just tough
Life is rough
and off the cuff
Is how i bring it
and you can't ring it but keep on trying, Stop the crying Birds are flying
Way up high
Cloudy sky
Time passing by
Ask yourself why. Why you can't get on my level
or dig my style with a shovel.

Comments1

  • Anonymous18

    Nice!

    • Jmcg

      Thank you



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