fowl

I Don't care about what people think
Til I find something to care about
Im still at the gates
Im not free it still merry round
Actually I'm very fowl
Duck responsibilities important conversations what's my wearabouts
Cut corners and work arounds
Didn't berth the style got crafted through mistakes
Taking retribution for my own dumbass takes
Acting stuck up at the gate cause i'm tied on
Horseblinders my eyes on
I tried onsite working but i hate having ties on
So im online typing shit with a sign on
I sign off
my mind on
I spit french Saigon
I wing shit Fylgon
Her fishnets nylon
I'm tryna hit the pylon
Bygones be bygones let me get my life on

I Don't care what people think
Til I find something to care about
Im still at the gates
I'm not free It's still merry round
Actually im very fowl
Focused on being better every minute every noun
Every now N then I travel
Every city every town
Feels the same same style at your neck like covid masks
When you feel safe around
Gut i cleanse it out trite opinions sounds
How'd we get here tryna make it out the crowd
Here and now it's touch and go
Know a buncha go getters who don't get any more we just slid in to the fold
Its laundry day cleaning house saving face daisy chain when we were young saying grace
Now Im waiting in vain on an ace of spades to save my game
Every night pasty face phone to brain laced with bait whats the take away I need to chase away
Swig of that do the math add your cents 2 in fact
I just wanna feel intact tackle shit run it back