I'm Livin
I’m livin, lovin, readin, writing, walkin, lotsa walkin, school, school, school. Suckin toes, huggin hoes, god only knows, what I’m gonna do with my college degree. I think I wanna be a bum. Smoke drum, get some, make rum, try not to come, to damn early. Everything is a-oh-ok. Because to-day, I got life my back. rapped up in a garbage sack. Insecure about what I lack. Coughing hack. Blackjack. Boil. Toil. In the soil, where the green grass grows. Eternity just simply isn’t enough time. Hang my sign, fuck this line, donating dime, tastes like lime. We're all far to busy for this life.