“He who makes a beast out of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man.” – Samuel L. Johnson
You could live life by the day, I live life a quarter mile at a time
You follow God’s Plan, I stand by 44 Bars
It’s called Logic, but you only go along blindly
I bet you deal with your problems by drinking
You call it running, I call it escaping.
I drink to drown my mind, you do it to feel more pleasing.
You cover yourself, but never your kin
Why even live?
One day, you’ll see them gangbanging just like you did
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