Breakfast
Malt liquor for breakfast
Got a call from the eldest dentist
I got a sweet tooth for self rejection
Upon inspection it was just a self infection
Disinfection through intentful self rebellion
The reception was recepted with hella confusion
No solution
Pollution’s getting out of hand, self execution
I’m always at a loss for words
Never was a natural flirt
Always speaking with a mouth full of hand cut dirt
Id rather be chowing French fries
Watch my size grow from age nine
It’s a fine line between fine dining and red wine
Degenerate spine
Wakes me up only to check the time

I sleep at night with no pillow and an open window
Embrace the subzero like I was geno’s hero
Collecting zero checks in the realm of crypto
I love to eat breakfast welcome to the intro