Simple Machines

They said, "No second chances”
When I seen him go again, they gave vague answers
That’s why I value candor
If I can’t be down, just let me know off the jump
It’s up to me to decide whether or not come back
Shoot the place up
Put the bubbles in your soda, Fruity Pebbles in your bowl
I rode the moat to roam through in a steamroller
I wrote the code, a coat of arms, crossed cannabis colas
Leaf blowers break campesino backs like coca
Keep clear of whirring motors, crude machines
Clip your wings so clean, you ain’t even notice
It’s simple like leverage
Foot on they neck to stop the hemorrhage
Merciful in sockless loafers
Just yesterday, back catalog was coasters
So when I laugh, my mouth wide open
You can see the back molars
Fillings, missing teeth
Everything inside that’s broken