All I have,
Is not what I need.
Wishing to simplify,
Willing to bleed.

Snails can't out race,
The formula cars.
Worms won't ever,
Reach the stars.

Garbage is trash,
If's not white it's black.
My favorite knife,
Is the one in my back.  

Media will kill ya,
Not old news.
What is a car?
I think mine is blue.

Can't happen without reason,
What a way to think.
So tell high priest,
Why do we naturally stink?