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Aug 2016
I'm situated comfortably
in Anti Social County
It's a bit cloudy, but
what's the outside to a housefly
My girl, she stays at home couch bound;
a certified Netflix hound

She likes to confine her smile to
make up and daily suppliers
I've even seen her pull tricks to reinvent
the script of Pretty Little Liars
Good thing I'm addicted
to the way the juicy fruit drips

I got a dog
Yeah, I got a dog
I forgot it's name tho
So there ain't much dialog
It sits inside it's cage dreaming
of finer things like hydrants and sirens
-Luxury-

There is no grass only concrete
So what am I supposed to do
compare the blisters on both feet
I'd rather just smoke the green and
pretend like my effort wasn't on repeat
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what a waste
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