Stay hungry

I'm sitting in a dark, willing to write, i'm yawning, cuz i have a job in the morning,

but its alright, i have to do something for this nation, fuck, cold is on this

bus station, but for promotion i have to keep working, it keeps me in motion,

with mixed emotions, i was shaving, cut myself, give me lotion, aftershave,

at least no beard is here, like birdie from absolution, on job i'm learning about

pollution, and nature protection, we started with lesson selection,

session correction, i'm sexually affected with actual erection, in my midsection,

its natural, like this casual rejection, from a nurse in ambulance who gave me injection.

When i enter the bus i want to throw up, i feel weak but i cant blow up,

this chance that was given to me, it is my first week, but next to me, my friend

is sitting, so i feel no insecurity, we are in this together, in this facility.

Crowd in front of the factory, on the gate, just say your name, enter through metal detector,

every day do the same, take their lectures, and you wont get fired mate.

On a lunch break, hit clutch and brakes, take a deep breath, try to stay awake, remember,

its only 10 am, take something you want to eat, find an empty spot and take a seat,

today we had some meat with some salad, i also added bread, and a soup with a carrot,

i'm carrying these characters, my characteristics are maybe narcissistic,

i will help you, i insist, to assist you when you need, but also i insist on your

assistance when i feel like it, when you get the chance, ah fuck it, i can do it,

i admit, i'm gonna work it like in a cockpit, so stick your excuses to yourself,

i'm not gonna use them to judge someone else, i'm working for myself, and i'm

there only for my friend, i don't need enemies there, but i made a lot of promises,

to a people i really do care, about, my girlfriend, father, brother and mother,

and some other, but you don't want to step on my toes, i suppose, you don't want

to get too close, to me, to end up in my flows, but only time will show.

When i get home i'm so fucking tired, alone in the dark, like this song that i started,

speaking of songs, only there i feel like a tiger, day was crap, but i'm inspired,

to make some raps, still desired to run another lap with those tires, man i'm aiming,

only higher in all aspects of this damn life, even tho its required, to have some brain at least,

first, i thought it is, but now i'm pleased to reach that hunger like a beast,

so i can bite everything while i feast on this.