I got shit to say
No shit won’t come out
Shit won’t project
Shit, someone ripped my trachea out
I got shit to say
But that shit stuck inside
Clogged up by old shit
So new shit gets stuck
And all this shit building up
Makes me just wanna scream, shit
Shit taking hold of me
And shit trying to rule me
I got shit to say
Shit, it won’t let me speak
Soon to be escaped shit
Only to be replaced by new shit
So much shit, you can smell it
I already knew my shit stinks
Shit got its own mind, it thinks
Manipulative shit got me nervous
Cause the shit won’t move on
So it’s sticky shit
Sticking to all of me, this shit
And the more shit I see
And the more shit takes me
I realize how stupid shit be
Robyn V. Evans
© 2003
It's funny but good.