ATC- who am I
Broke?
Nope
Not of hope to make things function like they would
Broke of doe though
No cash flow on my poor row
Dope?
Yeah
Dope to the point I don’t need drugs that fuucks me uuup
Lucky man with a wounded soul
Who wouldn’t sink that low any mooo
Smart?
Maybe I am
Depending who you ask
I know right from wrong
But my memory don’t last long
At least the last bong I choked on
Was for a very long time ago
Shallow?
Try not to follow everything I see
So allow me to explain
My geek brain
Intend to seem as a deep leak
In this weak chain of transformed robots pushing away the pain
Friendly?
At any means
Even my enemies
Means a lot to me
So feel free to come up to me and speak
Here’s a kiss on you’re cheek
*sChmaCCk*
Above the clouds
Sending that goodie vibration
Facing all races and faces with patience
To make this place a better place to stay on
So don’t lay low with you’re sorrow
Follow the philosophy to feel that you live life
All life is grate
So don’t delete the faith, mate
ingen skriver nånsin nåt om mitt shitt,, e d så dåligt att d inte ens är värt att nämnas =P
~~~War, Hate & Confusion~~~
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