My Life

Man I’ve been counting all these dollars in my hand

But you can’t flex

Yeah I’ve been in the days counting like gorilla pays

On this racket place inivation is my fucking case

Please don’t scrimmage me, in my knock fortility

I can’t slow the prase in my job so I praise grace

While I’m in the church I can’t keep my thoughts to myself

It’s hard to stay in my position like if it was in delt

I can’t fuck with the progress cause my downloads

Can’t be processed, I’m neutral for sushi

And crucial days like it was back in the days

When Hitler took his advantage at last in my probation

As it could pass, my liver so cold so deep that it can’t sweep

Under my own feet, bless these lords like they did

Underboard stop being a shit and go with progress