it’s time for draining the main vein of my brain. First things first, get the shit out if you wanna play the game.
And sometimes I get embarrassed by the rhymes that at first i think i cherish, but I don’t really give a feck so light a fire under your arse and take a hike.
Because this chiquita only eats bananas that are slathered with almond butter, not hydrogenated Monsanto blather.
I’m so fucking sick and fatigued of turning on the news and listening to Trump and Kim Jong’s greed, lust for annihilation and self-aggrandizing manipulation.
I just wanna go and hide my face in a bowl of childhood innocence and grace and forget that I live in a world with which I can’t keep pace.