Life
• Written by Black-Steel
I work and sweat for this worthless check
I got alot of debt but no regrets
though my life's a mess I don'tt stress
I give my best On every rep
Of every set Pull and press
Till nothing left catch my breath
Give God the rest And Take my rest
Replenish myself and keep up my health
Today i past the test But Tomorrow's another sess
Of the same thing it's unending
So my life's planned out
But Sometimes it don't workout
And i could just punch the rockhead
of this rockbed
till my hands bleed cause it's depressing me
to always be rock bottom but it won't solve my problems
I stay faithful, ethical, and logical
My self deception's methodical
My scale remain unbalanced and unchecked
I guess I'll just pop a Percocet
Cause this Prozac ant equalizing
Well that's not surprising
Once you realize that you can medicate poverty
Or the fact living there bothers me
Feedback & Comments
About the Artist
Black-Steel
Member since March 30 2019