You couldn't give a Fuck
An arm, a leg or a foot
Love is farfetched
Even the streets gave me the ass to kiss
Survival at an all time high
Respected amongst my peers
Loved by less than half of those people
Mind games for the obstacles
Clarity is only for me
So much famil
But only one understands
Left him stranded
Truth in every word
Never exposed
Give it room for clout
Without a doubt
Revert to the ways of Buddha
What you know best
Sorry
This exhibition is a road trip alone
I wont saturate anything but the love
Just remember I always waited to be here for you
William K. Butler
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