Popcorn
A cloud covered sky draws near.
A shady image of what one was clear.
Should I conform to the tide of the river flow
Build a damn and pray against overthrow.
Hold down the fort to outsiders
Or open a relationship between fighters.
What path will make me great?
Use the back stabbing edge to cut the tape
What topping covers the shit cake today
Another slap on the wrist and more rules to obey.
Times have gotten me bitter
If I don’t like your flow I’ll make my own damn river.
