I understand it in due time my life is going to slide behind the curtains of uncertainty the pearly gates to the fire, cuz im a rambling man, a gambling man so when the shit hits the fan my plan is to stand as a man my canvas is bland painted the perfect picture but my tears made the paint run; I need an eraser but shit aint one. the critics looking at the picture saying it feels dark but you criticking my art baby its still art i know some people that respect me for me i know some people that neglect me for me and so it pans out so know when i pass and the last of my breath has been breathed ( at ease)
Posted on: Wed, 19 Feb 2014 04:35:03 +0000