Roses aren't always red
Knew days are quite few
Today set though yesterday
My gawd tomorrow's cost of living
has yet to improve

Slappy new year
I'll aways be yuh boy
Though ye not my daddy

Ooh gawd countdown toward another fine lined era raid

That'll assumeably reboot alls squandered time toward anew life criteria (as well as expose whom outta time)

that'll as always omit evidence that some of ye are naturally spoiled not expired

That'll as always not Suspect that some of ye remain unworthy of allotted time

Though broken if not breached don't try to reach another's fissure
Through which I'm fair docile composed though inwardly don't care much toward humanity
Knowing I'm prone to **** anyone dead with intent to make sure their stones arent ever read
this indiscriminate reaction I truly crave and dread
By gawd what's wrong with me ye think ye see or actually know me
Ooh gawd I of it through this that or the other strive to bait fools like ye
repeat though broken if not breached  don't try to reach another's fissure

Unlike lite i morph through sheer silence so smothering it obstructs feeling alive
Much like my recollection that through way of awakening
i've developed tempetureless cold so stifling it's sticky sweet
explains why unsound voices hast delined to occupy me

What dah ****
why die harder
knowing perps in heaven
unaware of their safe haven
that's their hell

Another day by gawd why
Have alls not learnt that
though tomorrow of alls
fleeting plea toward today
Yesterday forever