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Might Morphin Endorphins


We have a father in the sky but on earth we are orphans,

in lands where contraband and illusions are important.

Not I though - my eyes glows with spiritual enlightenment,

the pain I've overcame can't be tamed with a vicadin.

God blesses the child that can walk alone,

because crowds and blind sheep will soon taste brimstone.

One man army not even ISIS can harm me,

I rather skate on my board you can push the ferarri.

New Years Eve I took shot of bacardi,

peer pressure - pure pleasure elements of a party.

I'm a good lad but have light years to go,

that other guy living in me - his time is running low.

 

 

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