Headache

poema de Fkmbp

In my heart still a lost kid

who was robbed of his lollipop and continue starving

Peter Pan Syndrome victim

also obssesive compulsive disorder of life´s
clock´s tac-tic

finding my initials FM means fuck me

prisoner of these labyrinth

Growing up don´t giving a shit about nothin´

why bother of stupid things?

I´m a Nazi?

JAJAJA

Nah, pray for a gun and a gray knife to shot them at the nape and amputate them that raised right hand.

You are true, i´m a little lefty at politics

cause I love justice and freedom and at this fucking country

there are still a lot of blind people who think i´m crazy

and that consider freedom the act of masturbating on a flag from where you can still hear the chants of slavery.

And it is like damn!

Why I can see, think and say stuff like this and still stab me inside for it?

It is too bad to realize the situation of the world around me that´s better to shut my pick up?

That´s the reason why I would love to punch me at my face like a stranger

like a drug addict wishing for another hit of heroine

if it is possible in that way to yell this verses to a fucking mic

And that´s what i´m doing now, leaving the fact of being a child that level of assholeness

bigger ego now than the Big Ben

with more guts to a longer feed so I can puke at the face of all rapists of Neverland

And I will face my God´s Plan destiny when finally trip to Netherlands

light up a joint and prick it in the eyes of all testosterone´s junkies men

Homophobe?

Man, you´re dead.

The only contagious disease here is your shit dickhead

always dream to be the hangman of you but just another 20 years old hardheaded with the necessary balls to at least said it

He!

Oh yeah, you wanna make fun of me?

Oh Lord, how original and weird you are

instead of fighting for a change you prefer to extend the hate history alive

A spanish rapper killing rhymes in english? Fuck it!

Stay in your ugly language singing nonsense imaginary songs of lovers

and also please don´t ever use a Eminem´s beat

Fuck y´all!

Still tearing one vein every day till the one in which you all understand what is to be angry and to idolize somebody in lieou of finding happiness on making shit critics

Of course i´m the first to know that i´m not and never will be near a 1 percent as good as Em is

but these is trying

the first step to reach unattainable dreams

And these way of life you are carrying makes me sad and i feel sorry

the good news is that the devil text i´m hell meat so i´m gonna leave for you the heaven

and also if you want more help I can invent a web page of looking for firends but i doný want you to be drooling at the screen 24/7

And finally you could call me your angel with black wings

cause at the same time i´m the raven that with mayhem eats your dead body lost in a ditch

feeling like cleaning this planet´s trash makes me to be a car crash between Mr Clean and a broomstick

Holding this moment is so hard to quit

pulling everything from inside have me like cumming in my ex girlfriend tits

BOOO!!

Ey,ey,ey

relax and a take a fucking coffee without sugar and put in some coke

is desesperating how now nobody can simply take a fucking joke

To finish I have to admit it

this was all in retrospective to show you the mind of a babyhead born in the ninetees

and how society´s infestion manage our minds but

if you ask if I said something that I don´t really think or if it has been here some lie?

Nope.

But forever yearning the power to take it all away

blow up my life and recover that time when my only concern was to built a good fashion castle in the sand

and illuminate the sky by painting in my face a smile.