!FAST LIFE ANTHEM!

RELAX! Its all in your head.....
As if sustained and too direct contact with times raw passage could scar the nerves permanently, like staring at the sun.
ALONE i find myself, an exceeding fear of silence caught in a manic reverie of fragmented moments, shading thoughts a lighter color to block the injustice inflicted upon myself. Just when the seconds began closing in i checked into another dimension. INFRA RED ROSES at my feet, in this slow motion riot im accepting defeat. I HEAR VOICES IN MY CEREAL!       NO MORE moments of dire need execute the monkey Disease to feed. No more 1cc satisfaction or bleach water solutions. Endless waiting always paper chasing. Eyes hung low- no place to go!
I SOLD MY SOUL in a back alley proposition, YO! Move the car I cant get fixed in this position! I found GOD in pawn shop redemption then cursed his name in DOPE SICK coniption - Got well and swore life would be different, found some killer and forgot in an instant. Flicked bubbles from the shot that almost did me in then came back and did it again. COP CAR TANTRUMS born from fast life anthems. There were blood stains on my cigarette burns strangers trading off and taking turns. Im over Dope man politics  dodgin bullets and turning tricks. No more Best Buy robberies or Home Depot scams, im out of bags to slam. When your hustlin its always hot, eventually you'll have to lie down whether your ready or not.