#gas Over sexed, Over stressed And emotionally vacant. The faint smell of tobacco, The gait of a vagrant. Printed t shirts And shoes that are flagrant With swooshes and stripes And of course, Some designer fragrance.
The Best In Me It always puzzles me How you always see Greatness in me Indefinitely. You probably wouldn't listen If I were to explain That I'm not that great, In fact I'm quite plain. There's no other explanation, It's easy to see That it's YOU who brings out the best in me
Big Brother Every step you take, Every move you make, Every word you type, Every snap you take Is being watched. Make no mistake, This isn't some hype About a nanny state. Rather just be aware of The all-seeing God Almighty, the Great.
Ode To The 'Erb Hazy 'erb got me so mellow, Corners of my eyes red and yellow. Sometimes by myself, sometimes with fellows. Because I'm high, I have now completely lost interest in this activity.
