Do your worst the problem is yours
Ain't no fractured Western seeking validation
or some ego tripping nonentity playing terrorist
My cup is full enough to worry inadequates and the lessers
I am partial to a toddy to drink up and **** out while I relax
let's leave the ants marching on my sugared trails
they need the micro-crumbs to carry back for feds
some minds need agitation as bleakness is their lot
A prince remains a prince, a pauper remains sad
angry, pained, hungry and disturbed
I ain't got the answer, lets ask God.....