You Get What You Dish

quietly silently sanity vanishing  
privately, i  have been only dismantling,
handling nothing real well  
so fuck it  
i rush to the smell  
to pussy and weed and liquor,  
subjects of something  
ya young-ins will grow  
to know oh well
 
hell is so hot
house be without
heat for a minute  
so fuck it im swell  
one quarter for wishes
leads budgets down wells  
you get what you dish  
and this shit right here
preparing my meals
still....