Fuck you all til I fall

Yeah who the fuck are you to question my call. Fuck you all til I fall. Got a little muck on my boots. Got you reading my shit like it's a hoot. Had a bad day motherfuckers. Drank too much now its my bad, suckers. Want to judge so you hold a grudge.Want to blame but its me being smudged. You say you can feel. But you can't make me see that your real. You try to except. Yet you lie to re- up. Can't believe this shit. So I resort to my grip. Yeah I grip and sip and I will smoke that shit.  You all hate and til me to get a grip. I tell you let's ride. You say I'm crazy and for what side. I'm down and ready motherfuckers. Your sitting on the sidelines and rooting for them suckers. Sons of bitches I rock those stitches. Motherfuckers I fill those ditches. And death to all you punk ass snitches.Much love and long live those who live despite all the hitches. Strung out not on what you think. Just stressed out and unable to blink.