Few Problems

I have too many problems, too many problems, too many problems

That was two many problems

 

But everyone has them, everyone's got them

You don't have to be an orphan in a Gotham

Torched and then tossed in a world that doesn't blossom

To be bored with your out come and out comes your Autumn

Point to a family that doesn't have as many ups as they're downs

Papa eating Uppers and then their downs, Mama making supper

When Sister has the downs, Frown at my last comment

See if I haven't come yet with a finger pointing out my problems

Can't solve them, No, Can't make the effort

Can't make the F or can't make the F fork

Over Grade A's so I sulk in the seas

Bulk enemies surround me, but down 'neath they're only shadows

Only shallow as I want them to be, Lonely adults

Are quick to judge relationships, elating lips

Spitting out their mouth when the relation's shit

Take this quick and in a hurry cause

I'm a pick a part your flurried cause

You're a human being being inhuman beings

Because you can't take a little distraught?

I know that you're stressed but unless your death

Is imminent your ignorance are belittled in thought

So Sicksista this twist up system shuts you down?

Then this battle was over from the start

Because I only kill those alive, and you don't #fit, #de #part