Different Day

Same old shit, different day, that's how it goes, only to show me the way of patience and tolerance. The only chance that I have to sometimes laugh when it's really not funny, so listen honey the story unfolds when it's told about how it's cold even in the summertime feeling the grime of the hate crime I only create a rhyme in time for me to think to not take a drink and try to preserve myself, I feel like I have been put on a shelf by criminals