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Tipsy writers block

This another blink,    
Another shift of the eye lash inside of a mind where time stands still.  
I get chills inside of this box that blocks paths of creative.     
Cause i can talk about the girl thats here with me thats shows no interest but nah that shit is weak.    
Or i can talk about the cold world that spits at me but fuck, that that shit just bleak.     
Instead I'll tell you a story    
Of sweat pushing your morals to debts that you wouldn't normally go to.   
What if you were beat to a bloody mess    
Locked in a trench at 6 or raised in a place where sin is mistaken for sence.    
Nah lets go deeper ill speak on a trend,    
Thank the lovey lady in this sweet cause ya see women are like locks and men are like keys. when a key open's every door effortlessly the skeleton key is revered as the master key, but when a lock opens for every key its broken. yet yall hope to get the same respect as we do when we get hoes but yall dictate natural selection.  you keep the same men in rotation, And act as if we are the blame when you find another mistake.  
another one night stand that turns into a baby.  
Im tipsy but fuck it lets be real if you fuck a man and have his kid, you revived him to live another 70 years.  
to fuck somebody elses kids.  
so the man you complain isnt shit you just remade.  
but when i tell you about it im wrong? why cause your feeling change depending on the situation!  
fuck your feelings when you stuck in the same cycle thats spinning!  
i wish that you could see it!  
then maybe i could switch cause shit i like to cuddle and watch movies!  
cook with you tell jokes take long walks and roll fat doobies.  
but if i show a hint of love then you choke me out like a snake sensing blood
so now my evil  is the vein in my penis and the vain sence of relief after we bang so my feelings is just a thing that will past.  
Thats all you get!
writers block is a bitch aint it?    
But fuck it, if this shit giving me a lyrical epiphany lets digg deeper and see how far the galaxies gifting me  
cause when i think of all of the niggas grippin pistols and flipping keys just for income or to get in jeans  
i think of all the bitching about masculinity we have to see as a result from it.
unwillingly some of yall was the cause of it.  When harm presents its self
Its okay for us to drop our balls abit
Its okay to go to war to protect but when the threat no loger exist you diss us and ditch us like an old cassette then
yall tried to put man hood on a cross by supporting men who crossed genders and say shit like where all all the men.
until they started to ball with ya now in the wnba when then testosterone pumped females start crossing ya i sit back applauding them like LOOK WHAT YOU CREATED!!!
NOW BE MISOGYNISTIC!!!
AND TALK ABOUT HOW UNFAIR THAT HE WAS BORN WITH A DICK  WHILE HE DEMOLISHESHES THE COMPETITION!! YOU SEE WHAT EVIL DO!!! okay i think i went to far......  
Nah cause even through the olympic races when they were leaving traces of dust in ya faces by seconds  
i was still fucking amazed at how you handled it now i went to far...  but i dont give a FUCK!!!  
HASH TAG TAGING IN HASH MY GLASS IS FILLING UP IM TWISTED BEEOOCH!!!
Written by G3r0 (TetsuUmi)
Published | Edited 7th Dec 2019
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