this isn't rap
this is me pored out on the fads
going around like a bad cold
show me what to hold
nothing worth the Gold
don't be digging
you might find my kind
don't need to lie
I'm with my wife
till the day that I die
When we first kissed
I thought it was worth my life
too bad, it is my life
no time to cry
got to convince you
I'm not a foul
but I am Golden
truth be told
I'm an old man
just hoping for more
then just some foundlings
preaching my sounding
like they know something
but really they are
missing everything
crash into your bookshelf
that's filled with doubt
no your not what I'm about
you're more of a sideshow
because you're in need of self-help
I am bleeding for my health
trying to make it
to the end of the day
sorry for this face
it's new
and untested too
just trying to be the artist
I know I am
no matter what you say
I'm singing
and letting it ring
in my enemies ears
don't cover your fears
as appealing as that is
it can't be sincere

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