..IM NOT ONE TO TELL YOU FUCKUPS ABOUT ME, UNLESS YOU KNOW ME.SO HOW DO YOU LIKE DEM APPELS. SO HERES A POEM, ITS CALL
"THEM"
through my eyes we see a world of corruption
the only way we win is the government destruction.
when we here voices in are head,
after months we wish were dead.
sorting through all the death and confusion,
just to make shore life isn't an illusion.
When were lost, we look to the stars above the ocean
were running wild just like are emotion.
so when we die show no pity.
send are souls to the juggalo city.
