It was like
I'd forgot about my past and I had made it to this
Left the memories from when I was still scraping the ditch
Taking the risk of throwing punches I was breaking my fists
Said I'd get the point but never was embracing the jist
My shit's slick
Took my temper and I gave it a twist
I was sick of all the haters that were taking the piss
Prayed and I wished that I had made it through this shame that I lived
But I never gave a ??? the mist
Stay and persist
I was aiming for my name on that list
Waited the distance writing with thе pain in my wrist
I was looking death in the face and I gavе it a kiss
Me demons fiending keep on seeking for a dangerous twist
And I guess that it was harder to be hated by pricks
That are faker than silly silicone inflating the tits
We're sick of the whispers consistently escaping their lips
Was listening to idiots but it gave me this gift
( Greeley )
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