Christmas is for midgets spread out in a given circumstance,
focus...view...take notice a chord of given chance you guess
success...in view of restraint...artist doth paint, hero's faint
demonstrate, a clear episode to make salt Peter will fade
grab a hold of the mystery smile want in praise of a video smile
be proud of who you are the melody as you can go far
you shining star...

that's my baby filled with stone a grab of Hershey's Chocolate to conform,
blight by the house turned to dust we are sad but trust
climb the corporate ladder as you may feel
a rolling pin the quest to make a deal,

here I aim to refuse its *** appeal
Roger rabbit,
flurry a habit
follow me down as the fate of disaster..,

flood of berry's that may hinder the travel
may come back in the body wrap
shapes of mere notice in the episode of make believe
I'm against guns but  Ted Nugent wants to search for that tender need,
borders, controllers & booster,

what has begun of your pale sister
season crop makes a big deal
plain as you walk finish what you have been taught
by your self underneat the tree with a smile

a near room mate treasured as you smile
Trump want the wall...spring a tooth from mouth my sweet no it all twice,
promise to love and not to hate a burdened smile of silver fate
draw a line through the sun stay for room to have a bit of fun

while your glued to your seat take a sip of warm ***
building bridges to complete what comes out so very naturally,
snake pit, lions den..you need some one to be your friend
Christmas IS More Then ****** In A Work Shop Please

Bruh, I know your up but it’s getting late
I got to make peace with you
Hommie I have bitten off more then I could chew
I’m sweating from the new day’s sun
now I know your in for a bit of fun
you got your trash barrels over by a raccoon
now go clean up your room
but I need to return to the basics & keep it real
many dismiss this thought as no big deal
we got hustlers on the street selling crack
working so hard today can give you a heart attack
yet my chief aim is to hold my head up high to the sky
got many thoughts & a dozen of pots in my sink
can’t even dismiss this earthly bliss in a time well spent in thought
the shadows outside block my inner pain
not having love in my heart is driving me insane
who said that life was fair when your driving in the fast lane
not sense Lois Lane & Clark Kent made a dent
Stop all this hate that going around
so we got Trump comb over in his ivory tower
blind eyes of bats and wheels that squeal
got junk in your trunk saying no big deal
I’m going to keep it real start honoring your mother and father
I know what your saying why even bother
It’s good to stay in school & obey the golden rule
many hustlers are in jail cause they all seem to fail
by pool sticking & kicking it where their nose don’t belong
like Rodney King said can’t we all just get along
got reverend Al & Jessie Jackson always looking for some action
return to your first love before its to late call this fate
merciful one come take this chip off my shoulder
stop this senseless fighting as are nation grows a bit colder
just be happy for who you are in the inside
instead we choose to hide behind a plate of glass
smoking your grass no one in this life gets by on a free pass
systems blasting & the radio’s on
it’s never too late to hear the end of this song