I’m gonna pin those pants to your crack
so they can’t hang expose what you lack
cuz’ you make everyone nervous
hold their purse
since you look like
you should be in a Hurst
you move so fast
but your brain is slow
it dreams but has nowhere to go
the clouds are barriers in your mind
not a pillow you can use to climb
up to the sun
and you took all the fun
out of party before you arrived
then blamed everyone else left inside
walkin’ down the street drunk trying to have a conversation
but even your friend doesn’t talk to avoid escalation
you sound like a spoiled punk
who didn’t get his daddy to pay him
for doing
nothing…
Sometimes you look in the mirror
your buttons up but really their down
your smile is there but really its a frown
shirt is clean but your hair looks like a clown
you got your mirrors dirty
so clean that shit and hurry
cuz’ she won’t wait
she’ll scurry
like a squirrel
with your nuts
I’m gonna take that beer chip back
cuz’ you don’t need another one
you got yours all intact
but your life reenacts
every step to the bar as if it is your past
the morning ruined when you realize you wasted cash
living in the left lane you’re going too fast
can’t slow down until you pass
that guy with everything you lack
but you always take step back
cuz the shoe is on your foot fool
don’t act like others don’t play you cool
maybe they know the jokes on you
maybe they feel some sympathy too
but kindness isn’t weakness
unless you see through the eyes of the unkind
so push play and not rewind….
Sometimes you look in the mirror
your buttons up but really their down
your smile is there but really its a frown
shirt is clean but your hair looks like a clown
you got your mirrors dirty
so clean that shit and hurry
cuz’ she won’t wait
she’ll scurry
like a squirrel
with your nuts