death is round the corner (so fuck it)

Death is round the corner
So fuck it
Death is round the corner
So fuck it
Death is round the corner
So fuck it
Im popping pills
Getting lucky
Without a
Uh
Death is round the corner
So fuck it
Without a condom on
Cause life goes on and on
And on and on and
Until I’m non-responsive
& stuck in endless concepts
When did I become a narcissist?
Arsonist
Cause I’m sick as ice with the pen
I can traverse oceans with words
Or paint a portrait with them
Of forest lands and promised lands
My rhyming schemes paying dividends
I break mountains
And part the seas cause
I am who I am