I Strive For The Worlds Acceptance But Get Declined..
I Struggle To Survive In Life, Collect Every Nickle and Dime..
I Ask For Perservance and The Assistance Of Higher Class..
But It's Like Swallowing Glass To Stay In Middle Class..
Once A Teenage Dream, Football Star, HighsMen Trophy..
But Credit Cards, No College, The Debt Is Choking Me..
No Future It Seems For My Non-Educated Lazy Ass..
I Dipict Loyality To Those Who Have The Needs To Last..
I Fight For Food, Shelter, and The Torn Clothes On My Back..
I Don't Know Why I Live, For My Dreams Seem To Be Off Track..
My Reality Can't Be Real, These Demons Have To Be Fiction..
They Curse Me, I Do What I Must To Stay Warm, Create Friction..
Rub My Hands Together To Keep My Low-Blood Circulating..
Why The Fuck You Hating? Can't You See I'm Trying To Make It..
Low Standards? Who You Think You Are To Make Those Judgements..
I Live The Same Way You Do Just Diffrent Concepts Of Budgets..
I May Creep Threw The Streets In A Mis-Draught Form..But..
We Were All Brought Into This World From The Womb Being Born..
You Believe In Your Heart That Your Suit Makes You Better?..
You Cold-Hearted Bastard..I Don't Need Charity Fuck Ya Chedda..
I May Be At The Bottom of Bottoms and I Can't Sink Any Further..
Just Maybe I Can Suceed If I Take My Brain and Heart and Merge'm..
~R~