Cluttered m***********s that are a pie chart to my world, twisted up, and curled up, hurled into a transworld. Its unspeakable. B*****s be playing hide in go seek everyday of the week. Tweaking my rhymes to the chimes of my beats. Cheating life as death approaches underneath my feet. Heating up the atmosphere, blowing smoke into the air, with the words of this speech, that are so f*****g dietche. Sick of looking at m***********s that try and reach for a hand to hold them through the hardships that have created before hand. Trying to pull through, and still trying to stay true, and you, clinging to me as if I was glue, go through to the world that you belong to. Its unreasonable. Trying to sell me some fucked up theatrical seasons. Reasons for me to keep leaving and moving away to different reigions of this so called world.. So many people becoming collegian’s of life. Crums of the world, swirled, succumbed to more burning and burning of the world, awaiting a turn for a exponential return of life. I’m done. To all the m***********s that tried to beat me, you’ve won. Snitches run. Daisies and dirt on top of me as if they feel a ton. Numb from all the s**t that they’ve put me on. Its undone. The clouds shall cry outloud for when my eyes are disallowed to see. but Oh well. Lets just forget this place and drift away to a dream of a another girl, that’s so sweet and kind, lets you know whats already coming mind, binding to this product, secondary winding to the girl of my dreams, oh well. Set the alarm bell. Cause like I said I’m done. And I plead to you my last farewell. So run and tell the management personnel that my grave has been dug and I’m ready to go to hell. Peace.