Pockets full of posies

Ashes to Ashes    
We all fall down    
The roses was red and the violets were blue    
Now the roses are dead And the violets are too    
My soul can be read through my true eyes of blue    
To see my spirit bleeds through blue too    
With a heart broken in two    
Tell one little white lie and all your truths turn to dust    
With your word shadowed by doubt    
All your words turn to rust    
Its a must you figure out    
Words return as tables turn and trust will bust by our own lust    
Verily Verily stop and smell the roses    
Life is but a vapor and it's fleeting    
Happy is a state of mind    
Happiness is the state of being    
Delusional states of confusion you'll find    
If you hear what I've been seeing    
Stay close to the ones you're close to    
Before you're close to no one and alone    
Gasping just trying to catch a next breath    
Like chocking to death on a chicken bone    
Seven colors in the rainbow    
That glow the way the Son flows    
Raining raindrops down the window    
Raining down drowning black widows    
It's getting dope intense though    
Like always in this hell ho    
Reaching the crescendo    
High noon and waning from the waxing moon    
Comprende it's the lingo    
With casual innuendos    
No bueno broken arrows    
I can't let go my eggo    
A maestro of this sorrow    
Locos Yoko with that yellow    
Hell no Hello it's de facto    
Now it's Adios amigo    
Like a match down the hatch in the gas tank boom boom   
So take your yo yo vato
Marko polo leave a kilo
This is all bendejo a fatso in a pinto    
Hit the boat and go bro cash in on your geicko    
Numero Uno is the endo so high ho on that hydro    
A Dope ho in the dope show    
She's a psycho out of sight yo    
With no soul she's a deep hole    
Eating Cheetos slinging Fritos    
Feeding Schizos to the scarecrow    
Soon looming threats of
Gloom and doom Zoom xoom
A bandido incognito    
A Crooked 5-O on the down low    
Bola ocho nitro go-go    
El Chapo with the low blow    
Quid pro quo Pro Bono    
Trading pesos mucho Oreos    
A fellow mellow riding solo    
In slow mo MOJO from the poe poe    
Make an intro through the outro    
From the get go to the oh no    
It was so so how perfecto    
Broken wings and brazened halos    
Tiptoe slow no time to borrow    
Lost No Mas there's no tomorrow    
If you don't know    
Now you now know    
In this shit show you're finito  
Ashes to Ashes  
We
      all
          fall
                down