Smell the Posies

Sometimes I can smell

the memories of all of my mistakes

I revel in how easy it would be

to take

a couple steps back

or really just one in fact

but where’s the victory in that?

cuz I’d just end up

right the fuck back where

I just climbed my monkey ass from

I’m crazy, not dumb

that shit was nothin like fun

I'd rather eat a fuckin gun

before I go there again.

I’ll call the come back a win

them losses been cut

I ain’t even go stunt

no flexin

no checkin

don’t check in

we’re not friends

I ain’t never fuckin wit yo ass again