Puzzling

All the hustle and the bustle      
from the struggle and the trouble busted bubble pile of rubble        
need to leave right on the double         SO I CAN GET UP OUT THIS PHUCKIN PLACE        
I ain't fearing I ain't skeering        
and my thoughts aren't very clearing   I can hear the devil cheering        
my crooked steps as I'mma steering     JUST TO GET THE PHUCK RIGHT BACK UP IN THE RACE        
Like a dog that wears a muzzle        
my brain is such a puzzle          
I forgot to give a fuzzle        
in the fuzzle where I wuzzle        
and what I'm supposed to duzzle to THE POINT IT HAS BECOME A DAM DISGRACE          
Can I get now where Im going        
now I know now what I'm Knowing the reaping from my sowing        
all my highs have brought me lowing     and my glowing ain't a showing YOU CAN SEE IT BY THE LOOK UP ON MY FACE        
Love is what I'm needing        
to change the life I'm Leading        
to free me from this speeding          
in need of some good deeding          
to stop my soul from bleeding        
and the world on me  
from feeding OR SOON I'll DISAPPEAR  
WITHOUT A TRACE