I am a jerk, I am a prick,
I do lose my temper quick,
I am hot-headed, fucking crazy,
when I'm at work, I'm fucking lazy,
I'm not real nice, or kind hearted,
I am the one that gets shit started,
To your face or behind your back,
my shit-talkings always in tact,
At the same time I'll take your coat,
I'll turn around and slit your throat,
I do tend to jump to conclusions,
My good traits are just illusions,
to make you think there's more to me,
than the twisted soul you see,
the selfish man who's full of greed,
that needs to smoke that bowl of weed,
just to keep me here til the end
and keep me loyal to my friends,
and finally catch my peace of mind
and get off my ass to seek and find
a reason to live day to day
why hasn't God took it away
he must know I'm not afraid
and don't regret a choice I made
but does he know the shit I'm on
that i wont quit until it's gone
that I lost sight of right and wrong,
cuz life's not short it's too damn long
 
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