Some shit about some shit

Extradite your feminized society
Logic dictates entirely
Guess that's why they'll never hire me
So I go smoke one on the tire swing
It gets real tiring
Firing bombs in the booth
When what I say never seems to get through
It's in one ear out the other my brother
This formulae ain't working best try another one
Attempted every pattern under the sun
That was until I discovered a thunderous one
I ain't playing this isn't for fun
My vision is a lifestyle and something soon to become
True to fruition
Used to spit blues
But the truth sounds too different
Happiness not haggling, aggy character managing, I won't get pissed off
Just vibe to good tunes smoke some so on and so fourth