Shooting this shit
Got me itching
And I ain't talking about
Shooting no hoops
Or insulin
Fine point
Glistening
Oops
There goes my innocence
Again
Fumble for change
I might find some
Inner sense again
Still living life in
Dissociated suspension
Until I
Take the 12 gauge and
Blow out my existence
I hate
The system that we life in
Where all the citizen
Need some discipline
And some antihistamine
Listening to the silicon
Making simpletons
I just drop psychocybin
Like I'm at Wimbledon
Smoking up with Kate Middleton
Been this way since I
Was a little un
Supposed to be investing
Making interest in
Being the next
Gates or
Branson
Not surprising now I'm just
A crippled son and
A bitter man
Feeling like I should
Hit the quit button
While I'm
Craving for that Afghan
Or maybe another half xan
Feeling less than
My lifespan of
Twenty seven
Can I
Take some more vicodin
Before I
Play the game of life again
Like it's an
Automaton
My ultimatum
For happiness greater
Than living my narration
Of this erratum
Everything's about
Intoxication
Piercing eyes of frustration
And dilation
Wondering if
Federal agents
Will take my
Chemical sedation
And give me a
Bed to sleep in
Until I am
Ancient
I just need a
Rearrangement to this
Preassigned life of
Enslavement
Been patient
Guess you could say I'm
Waiting in vain for
Redemption
Leave them in suspension
Of my apprehension
My contemplation
Alter my perception
Like I'm in the fourth
Dimension
My only connection is
Rejection
Like an apparition
This is my confession
Wasn't in selection
She was looking for
Perfection
Now I'm self medicating
With IVs for depression
This is my confession