Chapter 10: Malik
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I can see her, I can see us in my head Between you and me and April Wine just for the night I can see us, I can see us in my bed Underneath just you and me, the sheets And we let the liquor do the thinking Now I can see him Lost like a man with a goal Parents vacant, a lady chaser and vapid Mamma loud as the aces is in his bike spoke But I would, yeah she’s that good Let the liquor do the thinking We do the drinking She’s later than a night of fun She fuelled, amused by the odour of She knew them few choice brain cells But only one She split between the means on her mind And the fear of what the mirror wants She’s on the Kanye Workout Plan Never short of praise Short attention span In and out of gyms In and out of beds In and out of debt like loose ends Malik, bloated on bullshit and defamation When dad’s no go Stark training every other weekend When dad’s no go Building walls impossible to defend When dad’s no go Dark days end in the basement Back just like a fat Jon Snow End scene don’t follow me Want a head in a noose or head in a crown End scene don’t follow me Want a head in a noose And be the heir to a throne I’m just so glad you brought that up Cocked back, choke it back and chalked it up To think about that It gone and fucked him up like not enough Thanks for that I’m just so glad you brought that up Cocked back, choke it back and chalked it up To think about that It gone and fucked him up like not enough Thanks for that Drunk as a man with a goal Passed out on his ass like can-skate He’s the fat Jon Snow The King in the north who can't skate Dangle or deke a urinal puck or piss ring Those who can’t do can drink And he’s the shit He’s dog shit at the loneliest end of the rink Hit the shower, pre game, crush a few brew Scrub up then crank one off like head trauma Dirty valley Pit party out behind hide Hanmer High Higher than any power Higher than any calling Minds a wasteland of french braids and tight waistbands Dirty like his old man’s casualties He’s found guilty of pushing buttons and boundaries Guilty of following the hoopla Ne touchez pas, 5 f’s then Cut her loose like the prune does He’s overrated, overstated, over-exaggerated Like his old man insecure, inferior I can confirm cause I'm his old man I’m toxic broke glass, a reflective surface Tantrum had them Paid dearly for them just like him Embarrassed by him But what I fucken did right by him Is a synonym, reflection of a reflection Escher’s hand drawing hands A lot to say nothing to say Nobody cares just like his old man's old man I'm just so glad you brought that up Cocked back choke it back and chalked it up To think about that it gone and fucked him up Like not enough thanks for that I'm just so glad you brought that up Cocked back choke it back and chalked it up To think about that it gone and fucked him up Like not enough thanks for that’s my boy
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