I’m not on any level

Back against the wall 
i wont stall 
never back down 
I stand up 
middle fingers stuck 
here I am again 
smoking rocks in a hard place 
cant help it if your heart breaks 
getting bloody like shark tanks 
stabbing simpletons with sharp shanks 
hollow tips and harpoons 
hoping this horror show starts soon and stars you 
im a bizarre dude with time to kill 
not bad I’m awful 
pockets empty 
can’t remember them being full
life’s what you make it 
and right now it’s all bull 
wishin I was a magician 
id arrest cops and make the world stand still 
drinking moonshine by moonlight 
straight out the damn still
pop a pill I ain’t prescribed to 
no words occur to describe it 
but shit we vibe through 
when it comes to hard times with no hope 
i snort yard lines of pure coke 
fuck Pepsi 
i got a fucking mess in my head 
gift or a curse 
not sure how I’m not dead 
the black clouds always around 
patiently waiting
beats intoxicating 
nauseous and obnoxious 
knocking the snot from preposterous imposters 
giving cancer to doctors  
red octagons can’t stop this
Or slow my acceleration
About time for a celebration 
Grenades thrown from rooftops 
Raining onto new blocks 
Hitting hookers wearing tube tops
Talking shit to beat cops 
Smoking blunts 
Blowing smoke circles 
Inside of crop circles 
Trying to make contact with the extraterrestrials on a cosmic level 
Watching After school specials 
Smoking medical 
Eating edibles 
Till my heads a vegetable