Good for Nothing - CORPORATE CUT THROUGH ME.

Yeah I got seven holes in me
Working seven days a week
Yeah this nig about to eat
Got my sleep to feel real free
Got this foot upon the gas
Bitch these laws ain't made for me
Invisible to streets
Keep this shit discreet
They trying to take a hole from me
So ima speak
Now ima freak
Selling cheap shit
And I can't see shit
Passed these screens
Like this dream was built for me
They wanna dig a hole for me
Then say peace
Who is this them
Nothing to see
Looking through me
Like I ain't got no eyes
Like I ain't got no ties
Like I don't know these guys
Like I don't know myself
Looking for these lines
Looking for these words
To think about my mind
Like I don't know the time
Losing grip of here
Losing sight of why

Written by:
Cinam Zee

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