I can’t believe it’s come to this,
Falling back to your arms,
Embracing those snake lips,
Just when I thought I escaped,
I am reacquainted with a succubus.
Even though I know my heart will be broken,
I anticipate the painful bliss.
Passion has a cost,
And I lost sense in my worth,
For all my life I’ve been treated like an arcade token,
Used and then eventually discarded.
In my mind I’ve spoken,
With my conscious hoping,
And encouraging me that I’m better than this.
I used to believe that but now I’m not so sure anymore.
Most days I feel empty to the core.
Drifting on a shore of despair.
If only you could’ve seen who I used to be,
If only I remembered who that person was.
Yet, some still care, hoping I leave her.
The temptress that deceived me.
The villain that is slowly killing me.
I know, oh I truly know.
Perhaps I may be the only one that really knows.
But, yet also the only one that can’t seem to let it go,
Some see value in material things,
I remember when value meant so much more to me,
After all the success or fame one achieves,
We’ll still be left feeling empty,
Which doesn’t make sense to me,
It’s like creating a recipe,
For self-sabotage.
It’s like every time I try to beat the odds,
Reality tries to get even with me.
Like the first time I laid eyes on pills,
They looked so sweet.
Taking my pain away like some kind of deity,
Truly, love blinded me,
To the point where I wasn’t expecting the guillotine,
That was awaiting me.
And, for the longest time I would lie,
Referring to these pills as a woman,
Because it was easier for people to digest,
How ironic is that?

Starting refreshed,
Ready for a new year,
A new battleground,
With new obstacles and fears,
But having the courage to preserver.
Meeting new friends,
And making amends with family.
Gaining wisdom from past mistakes.
For we are not perfect but that’s ok.
As long as we try our best.
As long as we give our all.
Leaving no room for regrets.
For regrets can spin us out of control.
If we don’t wash it away.
And I know that some of you may feel split,
Like the ends of their hair.
But you need to cut off the bad,
For a healthier look.
For a healthier you.
Ready to take on and then claim this as your year!

This is a story of a kid named Gunther,
Now, Gunther started out life with tragedy,
Growing up with an abusive mother,
& a drunk father hooked on drugs instead of his family.
Gunther instantly understood he had to be a hunter,
A survivor in order to push through this adversity.
Most days Gunther was scrounging for scraps,
A young kid in a mad city, this certainly ain’t a place for whipper-snaps.
Saying his prayers while being surrounded by sharks.
A good kid in a big city, walking alone without a safe-house,
Feeling like a mouse,
Living in a society ready to put him in a jailhouse.
Treating him less like a human, and more like a fox.
For his skin isn’t a kin to dominant standards,
So, he is left to be an ostracized *******.
Cast out by factors beyond his control.
With a system designed to **** out his soul.
****!

The story of Gunther,
A story of someone who was like a brother,
A story of someone trying his best to get out the gutter.
This is the story of Gunther.

But things started to get better for Gunther,
He was doing well in school which made him feel like an achiever.
Dreaming about graduating and making enough money to have a better future.
Around this time, his father got sober and gave his life to the creator,
But even though his father became healthier and kinder,
He also became stricter,
Striving for perfect and if Gunther wasn’t that he was deemed a sinner,
For Gunther entering the church,
Was like entering a burner,
But he kept going to please his father,
For his mother was gone,
And his little brother was too young.
To fully understand the pressure.
Nor did Gunther want his brother to face the same pressures.
As he did when he was younger.
Having the same exposure to demons and monsters.
So, Gunther decided to take on the tether.
And face the bitter weathers.

The story of Gunther,
A story of someone who was like a brother,
A story of someone trying his best to get out the gutter.
This is the story of Gunther.

When I met Gunther it was junior high,
And I can’t lie, I couldn’t actually stand the guy,
He was my bully, the thorn in my side.
Little did I know our fates would be intertwined.
Becoming my best friend, leaving our past beef behind.
Having some shared stories of being despised,
However, I would soon learn that some past pain can’t die,
And Gunther started to get addicted to drug supplies,
And starting drinking like everyday was the 1st of July.
He would soon start to push our friendship aside,
In order to prioritize all his time fiending for his next high,
Becoming a monster with cold red eyes,
But I still tried to help him the best I could,
After all we were from the same hood,
But it’s hard to heal a heart turned to wood.
And, I knew that if I stayed his friend he would drag me down too.
So, I said my goodbye because that’s the only thing I could do.
****.

The story of Gunther,
A story of someone who was like a brother,
A story of someone who couldn’t overcome the gutter,
This is the story of Gunther.

Whispering sweet myths,
Singing soft tune melodies,
Peering ahead looking beyond the cliffs,
To a beautiful commodity.

Telling white lies,
Sweet little discrepancies,
Tricking tender eyes,
For fools will follow anything.

Such sheep the lot of them,
With Shepard’s guiding them.
However, some Shepard’s are actually wolfs.
Lurking in the shadows ready to ****** one’s soul.

You may think us foul.
Hiding under our cowls.
But I’ll ask you now?
Wouldn’t you do the same?
After all life is game!
With winners and losers.
Survival of the fittest,
Which has been engrained in our DNA features.
Power is an interesting thing,
Pride before the fall,
The ultimate price to be king!
So, I ask you again?
What will become of you if you attain that all powerful ring?
You may say you’ll cure the world,
But the truth is when someone has unchecked power...
They’ll **** this world!
For greed is a seductive thing!
And our flesh has made us such fragile beings.

Running shadows closing in.
Feel the wave come crashing in.
Afraid that I have lost my mind.
Darkness creeping behind.

I am lost!
Lost in neverland.
Lost in neverland.
Shouldn’t have build my house on top of sand!
I’m just lost,
Lost in never land, lost in never land.
Won’t you lend a hand?
When I’m lost in never land?

Feeling swallowed by emotions.
Family can’t understand all the commotion.
For they only see the addiction.
Can’t you see That I am the victim?

Running shadows closing in.
Feel the wave come crashing in.
Afraid that I have lost my mind.
Darkness creeping behind.

I am lost!
Lost in neverland.
Lost in neverland.
Shouldn’t have build my house on top of sand!
I just lost,
Lost in never land, lost in never land.
Won’t you lend a hand?
When I’m lost in never land?

Broken bottle on the ground.
Feeling distorted on the ground.
Blood covered floorboards,
Sinking feeling enters my chest,
Toxins filling in the rest,
But most say I should just give it a rest?
But it doesn’t matter if I got on bullet proof  vest,
When my head is exposed.
But sure be my guest.
For if you had to deal with this pest,
Would you pass the test?
My demons rise, while my soul dies and eventually will forever rest.
I’m just lost!
Drowning in my sorrows,
Don’t need taro cards to know my future will end in sorrow.
So, I bury my head and dread the thought of what it might be like to be dead.
When the shadows come rushing in,
Telling me that I’m the vile villain.
And I can only stand these waves for so long,
Before I end up drowning.
And I’m afraid which got my mind spiralling out of control.
All while darkness holds me in its hands,
And I’m just hoping for some council.
But for now...

I am lost!
Lost in neverland, lost in neverland.
Shouldn’t have build my house on top of sand!
I’m just lost,
Lost in neverland, lost in neverland.
Won’t you lend a hand?
When I’m lost in neverland?

Bright star shines and sparkles,
Whilst I grace the skies with my wings,
Looking all around these luscious lands,
Brushing my hand across snow covered mountains.
Up in the sky,
Far from strife,
Far from a life stuck in valleys,
Drinking from the river of dreams,
Floating without fear of drowning,
For I’ve been drowning for too long.
But then I sprouted wings,
Thinking about happier things.
Feel like a drunk sailor.
Singing whilst everything is going awry.
Yes, I’m ok... quote on quote doing fine!
But I knew since day one that I can’t afford to sit back and hit the recline.
Waiting for signs to align one’s path.
Sometimes one just has to take leaps of faith.
If that’s what it takes.
Even if boulders await.
At least you took the risk.
Because if you didn’t take that shot in dark,
You’ll always wonder what you missed.
Take the flight,
Don’t just rely on sight.
Spread those wings.
To soar in the winds.
Free as a bird.
For life is a host,
And we are just guests to this world.

M’s in my bank account,
Going out like an auto bot because I be rolling out.
Shorty says I’m spacing out.
Puffing fog like I’m the phantom of an opera house.
Than fighting dragons with my Viking shout.
Man things can turn so nuclear,
Call that a fallout.
But everyone has a call of duty,
To knock down structures like an angry birdie.
You can either approach life like the fresh prince,
Or like an Ol ******* by getting your hands *****.
Who cares how you earn money,
It’s what you do with that money.
Uh,
Making bank,
Fk a s*k,
Go hard in that paint,
Uh,
Make that dollar,
Take that day off like Ferris Bueller,
Be a man, don’t ya fking faint!
We ain’t saints.
We as tainted as some fking windows,
So, ***** fate,
Why lay low?
When you still might never get into heavens gate?
I can’t see why we can’t have everything and that slice of cake.
So, while ya do missionary,
Imma continue to procreate,
Got my priorities straight,
Going over 100% percent like All might,
Got some quirks but that just adds to my delight.
I guess you can say that I’m quite smashing,
My girl screams for my fist so badly,
******* on her **** like I’m Kirby,
She my boo, I’m her sully!
Uh,
Got them M’s,
Spending that money.
Got a new whip,
Spending some cash on my honey,
Uh,
Got them M’s,
Spending that money.
Got a new whip,
Spending some cash on my honey!
Yeah, yeah!
I wish everyday were more like this!
Enjoying my time, hope I got more to spend.
Just gotta roll them higher numbers on them dice I guess?
Finding more ways to leave my prints.
Started out like coal, but made myself into a diamond.
Overcame so many foils, because I ain’t no fool to success.
Achieving all my goals, not falling for no schemes from pyramids.
I wish everyday was like this!
Like this, like this!
Everyday, everyday yeah!
Catch a vibe, getting high,
Yeah, yeah!
This is the life, partying every night!
Spending that money, reaching those heights!
Yeah, yeah!
It’ll be alright,
Even if we die young tonight!
It’ll be alright! It’ll be alright!
It’ll be... oh it’ll be...
Just wait and see...
It’ll be... oh it’ll be...
Alright.