Resentments

from by Michael Steven

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Welcome welcome welcome
to michaels guest list of resentments
checking off his checklist
Maybe he can sleep again
If he gets it off his chest
First of all
fuck you
mike and Paige
A k a
Mom and dad
If you could
Call it that
maybe I'll
Take a page
From your book
And never fucking call you back
Too livid to be civil off the liquid spirit I'll crash your civic into the house of your siblings and my critics would still say that he's fuckin driven. Imma witty wicked dim witted twisted addicted son of an asshole who couldn't give a lyric cuz I've mother fuckin’ reached my limit. Like oj I'll write a book if I did it then get charged with premeditated admit it and because of my pigment I'll still get acquitted. send you the ticket from my drive by while you're in prison, the cop pulled me over cuz’ your damn civics windows were too tinted! Im too frigid so I fidget with your woman no glove it wouldn't fit in her kitten it was nice I only lasted a minute but then she tells me that she's pregnant, FUCK I tell her that I'll take care of it, (ha) I’m just kiddin!

I come from a bloodline of dead beats and drug dealers
Their legacy ends with me cut the dead wood from my family tree
Then burn up the remnants to warm up my cold heart hands and feet
just to say that they did something for me

I am the weak and weary
Cunning hungry
Visions blurry
Been up for the past four seven thirties
mixed liquor with About four to seven more thirties
If I get caught that's a cell until his mid to late 30's
Fuck the p.o I ain't going cuz my piss is still dirty
A depressant for my depression
bottle of 100 proof
"I'm fucked up"
The only time I could slur the truth
I went from party animal to
Life unmanageable
Liable to do anything
Off the smack and botanical
Slave to the tyrannical
Trying to escape my mind
That dictates my every move

I got too many dead homies
Fuck a rap career
If I could start from scratch
I'd ask God to remove their fear
My brother died 24 hours ago
And if I sought Him a day before
I could have helped
but thats my cross to bear
so i shed a tear
i am my brothers keeper
i wish you could have met him

In addiction got a sickness the reaper standing at my death bed soul affliction in contradiction
To the deeper meaning of being a sleeper
With walking stiffness take a breath this is gods jurisdiction my soul is cheaper when I'm vicious I am one when I have stillness

I come from a bloodline of dead beats and drug dealers
Their legacy ends with me cut the dead wood from my family tree
Then burn up the remnants to warm up my cold heart hands and feet
just to say that they did something for me

slept the pain away and swept the hate under the staircase shed the fear of living when I had myself a fucking witness.
(What the fuck is he even saying?)
Who's next
Oh hey asshole It hurts me to speak your name and I know you're dumb so I'll say it slow.
(ready? here we go)
Fuck you times infinity squared
For beating on my grandmother when your ass was impaired. That woman saved my life and I might just make a special trip to your trailer park one night. Fuck a beretta I'll bring a baseball bat so I can hear the cracks of your knee caps and see if you can even stand to put up a fight.
(Oh no he's lost it who the fuck gave Michael a mic)
Back to you mike and Paige fuck you again for those social service visits that ripped me away from my sister damnit I miss her.
and to the lady at brusters
fuck you for only giving me 2 when i paid for 3 scoops
cookies and cream is what dreams are made of

I come from a bloodline of dead beats and drug dealers
Their legacy ends with me cut the dead wood from my family tree
Then burn up the remnants to warm up my cold heart hands and feet
just to say that they did something for me.
Held a resentment towards my father like how could you do that to my mother not my biological but the one that showed me love and took care of me when you were too busy to pick up the phone or to even come visit me?
He's dead now the beef is over
we’ll see

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from Do Not Open, released February 23, 2017

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