24?

first off i would run away from my block...
go to 33rd come to stop relocate to a box...
surrounded by cops id sit and watch the clock...
watchin each hour drop makin sure my heart aint stop...
sit there and chill eat health food til im filled...
dont wanna get no more ill so i would munch vitamin pills...
sit still and start imagining my life as a drill...
fired daily and screwed up sour mindset like some dills...
damn this is gay blurred yet my existince is absurd...
24 hours to live come one and fuck what you heard...
i guess im a psycho illness that cannot be cured...
i jumped out the box looked at the cops they got scurred...
just to make sure i pulled out my wallet and died on the 23rd...

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