Oriented wit demented pshycotics although I was unaware,
They took it like a game thinkin I was tryin ta run a fair,
But I looked up ta these fuckin clowns as a father image,
How I could I miss it, They offerd me slop or spinach,
But they promised me they'll definetly keep conceptz real,
I feel important, these must be some honest people,
Like a dummy I took the money and made off like a picture,
I was about to be framed like a blended paint mixture,
These people didnt know what this job meant ta me,
I was to be the underground man of the century,
The cops lectured me untill I was almost in tears,
I was fucked, and the assholes coast was clear,
So I escaped from the cops and eventually ran again,
Its happenin, the dream of these damn shinanigans,
I cleared my throat, Punched a brick wall till my arm nearly broke,
My fear evoked, and they all thought they could hear me choke,
But I was prayin, prayin for the firgiveness of god after this,
Broke in wit an AK for payday, it turned out disasterous,
Bullets flyin, faggets wit mullets cryin, pussy's were askin for help,
My anger never receeded, But I cant explain the passion I felt,
Screams of the people who in the end had fucked me over,
Some would say Im fucked now, or Im just a lucky poser,
Cause guns aren't my game, I usually get out of situations wit words,
This time I used gun power, In my mind I was just erasin the herbs,
Blood spots appeared rapidly like I was just slappin them on,
Didnt miss a guy, and now Im here wit this platinum song,
I wrote this from jail, maybe from a hospital, It seems I cant focus on mail,
All I know is I'll get outta here n attack again, cause I'm hopeless ta fail,



1st Lesson
This is about something building up inside. Dont be the nice guy, if someone pisses you off tell em straight up and get pissed off. Dont let people boss you around if you arent gettin anything out of it, cause one day everything that built up inside you will erupt, and you'll be looked at as a freak. Just stick up for yourself no matter what.

2nd Lesson
This guy thought he was unstoppable, once everything built up and he turned pshycotic on us. Thats how some of us see the world. A big playground too do whatever you want, and no matter what you will always be invincible, well its not true man, you gotta stick too the rules. You do stupid shit, you'll get caught and arrested, or killed by somebody who thinks your stupid.
Take these two things into consideration and read this song again.

Peace.

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