[2tripple0]

this is what lifes about quarrelling and struggle
damp to the legs end up in a drench when I puddle
im attempting my fate with the lyrics I possess
but its hard to make everybody in the room content
im flowing for days on irish bays
and if I was a donut I would definitely be glazed
its ill to think of concoctions in a written fashion
and if all minus just to realize that its a subtraction
im dope with anecdotes and primarily a lyricist
but ill try my hand with acoustics so that I can fulfil expositions
gonna end this with a bit of help from the good book
im like the teacher in between ya classes call me a homeroom