Its fuck the world, fuck you too
Places to go, got some things to do
At last i’m in the attic of the atlas
What a view
Need a breathing apparatus
Think the axis are askew
Summertime sadness
Summertime madness
Laying on my matted mattress
Thinking bout my love or actress
She was my first smash
Still i took her for granted
On my first glass
Keep em coming till i’m not standing
Banished bandit, feel abandoned
Stranded planted on this planet
Damaged
With a calloused canvas
Shrouded in a solid stratus
No more tears
Tears ducts are like a cactus
Can you feel my pain
Posted as my facebook status
Seems to be the slogan
Smoking strong as hulk or hogan
Shit it looks like an explosion
Mushroom cloud over the ocean
Cause corrosion, so atrocious
Ravage countries like the romans
Me i’m like the shogun
Wait more like a ronin
Wondering prospering
As i’m conjuring conquering
In a tux, black chucks
Flow in flux like i’m soldering
Aw shucks, when i combust
I’ll give the game a lobotomy
One touch, feel the rush
Man this blunt is pure quality
Trust, you cant find me
P sherman 42 wallaby
Where i wanna be honestly
Smoking weed till i’m wobbly
Ugh, taking hits until i have a lisp
Do you only exist
When you are truly missed
Slicing on my wrists
Is buried on my bucket list
Death is coming still thugging
Fuck it i don’t give a shit
Life is on the line
Like an angler so forgive the anger
And my middle fingers
As i hold it down like an anchor
Still feeling high with a clipped wing
But before i go tell me one thing
Could you love a ronin
Could you love a ronin
Love a ronin