Every single day..
Punch you in the jaw.
Imma stare you up and down,but I’m not actually looking at you,
I’m pinpointing where your veins are.
Just a little nick.
A widdle,tiny cut, right THERE.
You’ll fall too.
We both know it π
Your world is gonna eat shit, regardless if I say anything.
Soooo..
There’s that π
Weird spot…
Weird.
(the world on a string)