Grrrrr...

You say everythings a fallacy

but act like it is fallacle

Say, "F**k it,"

be a tattle-tale, but rattling the wrong ring will leave you rung like a rotten rag

I'm ripping through pereceptions, forgotten the sad

Often I'm glad, but negativity is a tricky tree snake, bitter tween

with a noble grown up face, everything feels real

reel in the catch and found nothing worth casting your bait

leave it to faithe instead of blasting your slate

Now how you gonna create?

I'm a about to desocrate a face just to demonstrate a lesson

I'm about to sit in silence just to denote a blessin

I send you my blessings, friends, wish you were'nt stressting

This imaginary negative impression that you came to without question

I don't speak on the creep, man i think with discretion

Go on, feed your self your own deception, eat away inspection, no more testing

Blast your weapons at the entrance to the heavens

Your'e not a self righteous entity, only god makes you righteous

None of us are righteous, just be grateful and be spiteless

On your latitude no gratitude was apllied to your longitude but to be honest dude

That was all that was shown to you, a roof, free food, more weed than a man could ask for

Love and advice when you were sad and depressed, we coulda kicked ya to the curb so we didn't have the stress

But we didn't tried to help you and accept all your qualities, connect the dots dick head no one talked s**t, its all inside your big head, i don't even speak to the people that you speak to, and when i do, i talk highly of you, say you is my people, i treat you like an equal

You treat this situation like your god and were all feeble followers not bowing to your essence

You've done some good things, congratualtions moving on, quit stressin it

You also showed a lot of disrespect, treated home like a vacation, treated work like a vacation

You didn't provide enough rent to make up for the moeny you lost workin, jerk

If this house was half yyours you'd be living in it, giving to it, loving it and staying true to your bunk a*s f*****g words and promises

Honest kid, you got us all bitchin and negative

I'm no longer interested in your claims of being this love guru, spreading love like the enlightened king of the Zulu

Your spreading bullshit, like a field of grain infested by steer

Your ungratitude is beyond any longitude or latiutude within my sphere

I had your back, let you come back, and put your words and name upon my back

And you come at me and and my girl talkin crap

Because she wouldn't produce for you the first few puffs of her last smoke

She's right, you are a little girl. no joke

That's the pettiest s**t i've heard, this isn't even a poem no more

Just me ranting in free verse, get off my whack flow kid, your making it worse

With your pressence, see your true colors, evervescent

Thinking your a heaven sent vessel, more like an ego sent from devil

Purified by benzo brainwashing brews and cocaine contingency

I'm sick of your poor sense of realitic imagery

Everything you see or hear is the image of world versus yourself, where'd you develope all this fear

I need to steer clear now before i turn any listeners ear into a sore pile of negativity

I relinquish this instance, as a blesson in disguise

I'ma quit stressin on the vibes, loves is still settled at my side

Waitin for my reprieve, it s knows that it is right, but doesn't have to prove it

Doing that is useless when we can experience the prove and really use it.

So now i feel foolish, I wish you all the best

Hope that one day your perception can become a little fresh

And you can see perhaps inspect what you brought to inject

And you what you siphened from the rest

Because my real self is aligned with what i've said

Your real self may not feel as impressed.