You get your inspiration
Taking inhalations,
I get mine from observations.
High on life,
Never chasing
What's not meant to be
Or memories
Or people that I never see.
Appreciate the little things
And live the life you're meant to lead.
I may be messed up in the head,
But instead,
I mean I guess I good be dead.
Tossing lead,
At my enemies, my critics,
Enough with the gimmicks.
I don't need to pull a knife,
I'm better off high on life.