Call me Cretin, but don't call me.

There aint a thing to do besides post today. I’ve got an empty inbox, and no wallet at all. Fuck a Job anyway. Didn’t like workin for y'all.  I’m not sick or twisted, don’t keep my number listed, there’s a reason I’m disgusted with it all. It’s ok if you lie until the day that you die as long as you’re on the program son. You can get some assistance, but give no resistance, because they want to know if you’re a good boy. Don’t fuck with the gravy train or they’ll blow out your brain…and give your dirty carpet some brand new stains. This place that we live in is going insane.  Aint nothin new, but you already knew, because you’re good and smarter than me. Well that’s great that I catch your hate…but don’t let me catch you near me…