Advertisement hell, Some say God Bless USA, Damn America.
You can’t bring me down, All because I love myself and control ego.
A year is a dream some turn into a nightmare, Every day can count.
A cup of coffee, and lots of marijuana, relate to content.
Anxious rhythm beat, I paint and write to no end, Peace and a still breath.
Three beats and silent, Sit on top of the world, Watch the mountain grow.
A 50 ounce beer, Rest in Peace my long lost pal, So many miss you.
Gentrification is a cruel truth to hear. We are all guilty.
Flash, back to “simple times” and a lie of self. Add here, nostalgia.
We have been lied to. Medicine neds to feel good. Money is evil.
Supress emotion and soon anger will rise, Anger is hot coal.
Making me nervous, People fear democracy, Why? Don’t fear truth.
Riots in the street No not for our civil rights, for a dollar off.