Unloaded ammunition
Heavy chested.
Tiny breast's which
Sum up my attraction
To equipment in the weight
Of 8 inches
So thick that its 15 lbs of dickage.
Rummage through the wreckage
*** I'm dripping
With liquid that paints
My hairy saggy skin
Too lazy to accomplish
A complex to change that ****
Fuvk where's Popeyes spinach
Hold my coke straw for a second.

Back for my intentions
Suspension in this prison
My bodys mortal sadness
Slipping
Into madness
With addiction counting minutes
AND shattered pain
Like obliterated slivered  glass and
The hourglass is sand
In abyss of stillness In my hand" its
Crammed in my subconscious
*** I'm at the finish lap.
Figured out the silly laugh
Pretending I'm accepting that
When my insides
Scream jo your still a man
And I can't shake that fact.
God breaks my back.
My face is cracked
My shape is racked
And God makes me his lady and.
Part of me was clueless.
While playing rain man
Mister braniac.
Its a shady act
My feet are big.
Like Shaq. How is God
Going to change all that
Without collapsing from
The pain and that....
**** sakes.
I made that crop can't take it back
Thank God for that
*** id chicken out
No escape. Was a safety plan
Oh **** let's get it than