RapSinCorte XXVI

It's worth nothing, and everything that comes out of my mouth is for shit
That more and more people listen to me and there's still no one who understands me
That art is not better the more it sells
That everything you have you will lose
I suspect everything and no one at the same time
I'm in asshole mode, I've come to screw you
You'll bring a little fucker into the world 9 months later
Convince yourself that no one can do it like this
I'm as necessary as the air
For you to be here, your father and mother must have fucked
Unless your name is Jesus Christ and you come to save me

I suspect that's not the case
That I'm the best is elementary, dear Watson
Flying over space, traveling interplanetary
I detest fake from afar, there's no respect to talk about
So bitch, come fill my glass with poison, put a stop to this miserable life I lead
I get up every day at 3 in the afternoon and just smoke and drink
I jerk off more than a monkey, I don't feel satisfied
I'm not someone of value, how can I be a waste
Who goes around puffing out his chest for all the shit he's done
But to the fact, chest, and the truth is the truth and even if it's
Ugly, rather difficult to look at, it's mine

For it, I would kill anyone who wanted to take it from me
Despite not being exemplary, I will never think of changing it for any other
It's my puzzle even if the pieces are broken
I've seen it grow, that tree from the root to the top, I know it and it shows
The planet rotates, while the leaves fall and touch the ground
Next year there will be a new tree
I move my hands until I fly, floating through the sky, unidentified object
Working the neck without shaving, God's laments, I land somewhere else

Discarded and tired, but still alive, with the heart beating
Mind blank, calm as I breathe
Celebrating that I still have some time left
Feet in my place since the day of my birth, not for all the gold in the world
Would I sell what I represent, I am as pure as the water that springs from a source
And it's oil for the bike that others are drinking, I understand
But it won't quench my thirst, that intoxicated shit they give me to drink
I know it and they know it, that I would die of thirst before
Drinking my own tears before swallowing that excrement