the nurture of the beast

not to get all x files and whatnot
but i think there are worms in my veins
squiggling and squirming
out of every lil pin prick i get
in fear of the sump pump in my chest
down here in mariana's trench
cuz it drinks like a fish

i'm tryin to make a strong finish

masturbating on steroids

everything i'm fond of
i somehow always turn into half crap
like tom petty is cool
but he still sits on bob dylan's lap
this whole writing thing is a trap
cuz i only need the shit
and start believing in it
when i'm leaving and deleting it
like having a girlfriend with scars on her back
a retard in the past
is a scholar in that fade to black

use up all your spit on your first mixtape
and get charged with rape
on your record release date

inate

im potent

if i happen to get the motion
i'll come hard and smokin
with a million dollar heart felt token
like 6's "tear in the ocean"
but i never do the things i'm suppost to

i sit and spin
in this computer chair i despise
until i can't even open my eyes
without vomiting
something
that makes even me delirious
reading it twice