He wants to come out to play, hes been dorment for too long inside me. He wants out, so he can laugh at authority and challenge those who belittle him. He wants to stay out, and come home in the late hours of the morning.He wants to be jumped and get into a fight. An evil grin, a reminder, its past the point where it did begin but I don't give a shit. Staying out hanging out, drinkin, not giving two shits, not caring or thinkin out front the 7-11. Try to rob me, here take a phone to call 9-11 cause I'll break your fucking bones, your mistake for being wrong & approching me. Never know cause its too hard to see, deception dwells not just in me. Blasting in my walkmen, fuckin Icp.
