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Walls


Been 18 years and I'm steady building My product. My walls. Around my mind Around my heart Walls. Everywhere there are walls And im the handy man This is my work. Beautifully crafted with an opaque coat My walls stand tall Taller than the great wall of china times two I'm tryna explain to you. My walls, Are pretty damn impressing Walls Bigger than waves off the coast Japan Walls. Stoic as the British police. Walls, but when will my perpetual building cease. Set free from my mind my many ideas to Unleash hope unto a generation that lacks peace. I'm asking you When will my building cease? I don't know. Because I can't seem to stop building em The girl of my dreams Walls Dad. Walls Mom. Walls Siblings. Walls Friends. Walls Where is the damn demolition squad. I need at least 50 of em times two I'm tryna tell you My walls are pretty damn impressing
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