Southern Ramblin's

I cuss and fuss until my heart can trust this rush of true emotions it's like the oceans of the 7 just like it(oceans of emotions get it?)
I can say shit as soon as I can buy shit almost like I might try this upon the clearing of my head
Speaking of what I said 2 what I mean
Oh how I crave 2 b on the scene in a place called New Orleans something fierce like a triple double
lost in this world with a mind full of trouble
Often confused with a child who has been abused & whose heart has been misused over & over
I shoulder the name of Mr. Dobermayne as my niggaz laugh at my pain it's chillin' 2 my bones like I was in the pouring rain
It often makes my soul feel spent as I make a recompense on this sheet of paper in this book
My outlook on life is far from being right as I have begun my fight with the angels and the demons who are at war
I begin 2 explore the parts of my soul that hold my very being together
wish I could b at peace forever, but that's something inside my dreams, something inside my schemes that never seem 2 work out
I may scream & shout
whine & moan
sometimes I may feel so alone 2 the point that it starts 2 affect my bones, but being a bitch ain't what I'm about

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