Rot & decay
Sippin my coffee, see that eagle, I’m like that sitting out here, it’s like I’ve read this story before, a book called the Rise and fall of ROME. We are ROME, ROME kept everything, through the years we’ve only asked for a little bit dirt to bury our Honored dead. The similarities are in every facet of life. Even back they had voting, scratch a name or mark on a rock, toss in a basket, cheating is nothing new.
People, some out there may ask, Chance, why you have such ATTITUDE about life
No words needed to answer that
“Get in here and learn to cook, no self-respecting woman will ever marry you”!,
she had me by ear
Don’t have reason to smile, find one…
