really dug this piece, Nice. i'm always into raw honesty and emotional content. that water and needing a cup line kinda threw me off though, seemed kinda random, like it was there for the rhyme. orrr i'm just an idiot and didnt see it for its deeper meaning
Knocks on my door, hope it's the cops on my porch
Prison has food and heat, better cots than the floor
Mustered the door open, felt nothin but dreary wind
If I knocked on it now would my past hear me then?
that was so slick, i loved this^^^
This weather's feeble, grab the clip and Desert Eagle
Make one last toast to all of those "better people"
^^ although this was pretty dark, it was definitely my favorite part. i hate the "better people" fuck 'em
all in all i enjoyed this piece. i'll be watchin out for your stuff like always
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Originally Posted by Objective
Judging from those pics and the state you're in I've concluded with the fact that the world needs more Bodeys.
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