Mein Kampf

At the mercy of the mfs who hurt me,
Suffering from ailments of which there is no remedy,
Dislocated bones, a shattered spirit & tone but for a broken heart there is no surgery,
They want to know how i am , i say that I’m fine, I’m asked that every blue moon so i tend to remind, that i don’t need my hand held i have a spine, no time for the BS, no time for the crying,

Long strides down an unrelenting road,
Hopeless love-making with no attachment bestowed,
Accomplishing goals, trying to stay in the know, i don a smile on my face but that expression’s for show,
When the beat drops, you would think that this is hourglass,
This ain’t no part 4 or 5 - but that shit would be gas,
It’s hard to react to the dilemmas of others, because when I need help - that can’t even spare me a gasp,

God damn, mfs can’t stand, the thought of helping their fellow man out of a jam,
I didn’t need a complaint nor a stain to taint - my spirit but pain seems to be all that i am,
Home away from home doesn’t feel like home,
Blank stares on my face like garden gnomes,
Locked within a room, my 6x8, i fall asleep & dream about being all alone,

Got a best friend, but she’s gone to the wind,
Got a father & a twin but he’s reminiscing-,
About the times that we used to be cool, playing games in the pool now all his life amounts to is the booze,
I’m Extending my hand but where is my help?
Extending my trust that’s been completely fucked,
I’m becoming numb to the world, emotional spirals & swirls , i don’t have a g-f, maybe suicide’s my girl,

Beating the drum of my sorrow cause all i do is wallow,
Misery & pain eats me alive now I’m hollow,
A shell of a man motivated by a plan, but what’s the f’ing use, why should i give less of a damn?
Bottled egos in cans, delivering others’ demands,
Asserting their will as if they have the utmost command,
When they don’t,
I just obey & devote,
For too long i been kissing ass to go with the flow,

Whatever floats their boats,
Just to stay in the know, but I’m done because i was raised to be a king not to look up from below,
Rough estimate & quotes,
Packaged pain through notes,
I’d do anything to remain in the fixed days not the broke,
Common sense is a no,
Getting high, now the low,
I want a sense of closure but I’m given fuckery more,
Fuckery galore,
Tears endlessly pour,
Drinking the bottled animosity that they sell in stores,

Tricks up my sleeve being held in reserve,
In layman’s terms, ong this bitch getting on my nerves,
Mediocre interactions, all these friend subtractions, I’m done at this point, just do your worse,
Girls = distractions cause they’re fatal attractions,
Wanting to take me home to meet mom to get her reaction,
If love was a credit card & i was the merchant, i think it’s only reasonable to deny that transaction,

The pitter patter sounds clatters as my heart splatters,
Clean slate-deprived, in need of a new platter,
Pursued by the populace, insulted by government, now if anything I’d say thats a hunter/gatherer,
Puffin on the dust, while y’all smoking the trees,
They only hit my phone when they need a DD,
No one ever invites me to bon appetit but yet I’m still the focal point of all their envy,
What the fuck,
Dumbfounded like bucks,
Just shot outta luck,
I wish a mf would try to make my soul corrupt,
As if this life ain’t enough,
As if i wasn’t too rough,
As if my dark humor was cap, they just call my bluff,
I want to rewrite my genes, i need a new pedigree, i need to change up my speed, reverse all their greed, dropped down to my knees, now i gotta plead, look between the lines but they can’t even read: “my struggle”