The Minty taste that’s held within my lip

I grab a bottle unscrew the lid then i proceed to spit

Liquid brown like muddy water

My gums receding even farther

Why bother

This is what i do

I’ll loose a tooth or maybe two

But it’s cool

Because i can chew way more than i can bite

And i know i can talk way better than i can fight

This is my vice i suggest you find yours

Stop worrying about other people

But you never want to ignore.