I know it’s easy to let it go
Just look at everyone you know
They toss it around like play-do
Only to realize there are worst things than being a ***
We are all born with it at zero
A fresh car with no dents
I’m not trying to be a hero
Cuz I know how it torments
To feel left out or still a kid
No matter your stance
Or even if you parents forbid
You will seek out romance like it hid
Give it away fast and
watch you get hooked
On flesh no matter the host
Your body will stayed booked
While they’ll go ghost after the late night toast
If that’s not the case you can feel a roast
Without jokes but it burns the same
Have you regretting at most
That you weren’t a pro at the night game
Why not throw a baby in the mix
That’s what got me picked
Somedays I rather hang from a crucifix
Than bear the fact that I’m an addict
Strung out if I didn’t feel a nut or hear a scream
My life is a psa for the
world reckless *** can breed
The feeling might make you feel supreme
But Diana Ross would say
read before
you speed
into losing
respect all for
Catching or giving a seed