Sittin in this bar writing rhymes on this napkin
not even drinking its where i put the work in,
it gets me this paycheck that i need to live
bless this world and things it has to give
but right now im more focused on what it has to take
just so that I can call this life mine and my path to make
everyone wants something whatever it is
I write these metaphors for my own enjoyment
hoping maybe my experience will help with your chores
im bored, torn, shackled and trapped, shit we all are
there are just those that realize it and do better
then theres those ignorant ones who dont need more
These people I meet, drink their beer while I give them conversation
this life I lead is full of women I greet and give a piece of verbal masturbation
This reality I lead is inevitable, these women that want to get to know me are incredible
I gotta start running faster from them for their own sake my lifes inedible
Scrambling and giving pieces of myself its part of my trap
while you girls take them away and grow from the pieces that ive dealt.
these women I lay dont know me at all, dont pretend you do ladies
you dont know what I am and how you are the one thats crazy
All I have is my honesty thats all I ever say
I dont even have any rags to go to riches haha dont you need that to play