Tip your Waiter

Tip your cup tip your waiter, slap her butt, cant ignore her i aint no hater! I dont need no gators, i dont even own a gun. I dont give a fuck. What the fuck does it matter. Life is more like splatter, nothing fucking matters. Its over so fast tske a moment to tell all your loved ones they matter. For their sake i wish my wallet was fatter. For my wife that my belly was flatter. Its amazing that when your in need so called friends scatter. Got me pulling out my hair crazy faces like im the madd hatter. At any moment i can collapse like hank gathers. Might as well live it up like marshall mathers. Do dont interupt me while im speaking. Im ready to pull the trigger laying next to abraham lincoln, both are heads leaking. As soon as the ink hit the pad it was out my head and im glad. Cause if i dont corrext my actions now there might be short term happiness but the endings gonna be sad.





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To all the people that live or lived lives that we should abide im toastin. But to those who live to capitalize i hope you die of your greatest gift, poaching. My tipping point im approaching. We'll regret the day that it ended. Thinking we still had a voice even though we didnt. Even when we had a vote. Some choose to tote gats, others choose to act as if nothing happened. Continue to live this dream. But what has been a fantasy for a few has been hell for entire nations. Their hating us hoping. More of our buildings are collapsing. Nobody wants us to survive and definitely not thrive. Part of me died when half of my favorite people died. Why dont we just rock this bitch until another entity we collide. Live it up till avalanches decide to slide. I dont mean to sound so negative. Im living above adequate never compare my existence to the days when our nation was losing tribeS. Been fortunate compared to what these books describe. But its not all hype. Weve got an urgent condition. But how are we gonna coordinate positions if we spend our time trippin.