
When your soul slips,
It makes you take more sips,
Your essence been ripped as it is,
So it makes no damn difference.
A spiritual bullet to the head,
Caused you to collapse onto the lap of a new threat,
Pretending to be attentive,
Only to diminish the existence of your light, that was meant to inspire,
Instead they lit a fire,
That didn’t work in their favor,
That fire works for me now,
I got’em on payroll,
Skyrocket outta this shithole,
I gotta thank all these assholes,
Who’ve been deployed to destroy me,
Now I get to bask in my glory.
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