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Catholic school boys rule

Nine fingers to the sun

Happy you're "Woke"

I woke up fully clothed and broke as fuck

So repressed that I cringe when British folks say the word cunt Systemically made us felons so we would never hold their guns Only hire shooters

Never been to Hooters

If this was Los Angeles in '92 I'd be a looter

Kanye sends dick pics

I send dog pics

How the hell am I 36 and so fucking defiant?

Swam back to the trap, noticed most trap rappers are clients

Like clockwork, our country's blessed

And obsessed with ultra-violence

Working in the drug world you see a lot of grown men crying

I was actually born in July, most these guys are Leos, lion

Touch a lot of dollars, all of it I owe to others

Never wanted to fuck with crack after I saw it fuck my father

This life has a lot to offer

Sweet poisonous kisses

From the lips of priests or devils' daughters

Precious vixen mistresses quick to spit the venom

In sync with several sicknesses

Severing heads with liquid sedatives

Sentiments slide like sedimentary mud

These fuckers won't take me alive or touch what I've done

They're not breaking my prime

Man, I'm too fat to run so I'll dive

Holy fuck!

Like the body of Christ inside of a nun's cunt

"No, no, no, that's too much

You're supposed to pose as a poet

Not grow into another punch-drunk punk!"

Today I'm overthinking of a population that voted for Trump

Of that one time in junior high when a little boy called me skunk Because he saw my skin was light but I wasn't white enough

Thought English wasn't my mother tongue

Because my family was Puerto Rican

Suburban Connecticut kids laughed

At a name that sounded foreign

Never quite fit in with other ones on the teacher's attendance list

In California, when I was eleven they asked me to "talk Mexican"

Got so sick of explaining, eventually, I just said yes

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, that's fine!"

Everything is a test

Everything falls in line

Like flat ones on electrocardiographs when we die

Everything is a test

"I against, I against, I"

In the meantime, use those brains to redefine that life

Everything is a test

Everything falls in line, like flat ones

On electrocardiographs when we die