Phobias Of Plenty

I'm aging a little got some years on me,
Being alone it's no joke but I'm single and happy,
Man I got books stack around the house,
just to grow my poetry more,
My grand daddy had cancer devil gave it to him,
these clowns messing with my head after I smoke the weed,
I'm in all these cofined spaces like a tight corner ain't enough,
Got alot of fans in alot of crowds looking for me,
on my bed lights off look how dark it is,
Ghost put these dead things images in my head,
run from house to house away from the heavy dogs,
I'll be driving real fast to get away from everybody,
scared because its a chance we all are dying,
I took the elevators to the tenth floor,
everything is always happening to me,
Failure is not a option in my life so I choose the high life,
me and my family is flying to new york city,
clean clean clean your hands clean them Germs well good,
Riding rollercoasters not worrying about the hight risk,
done been to every hospital with my mom,
me and my girlfriend had intimacy on are bed in our bedroom,
seen people with sugar problems use needles for their sugar problems,
oh my fans listen while I do a public speaking,
Rejected by a girl call it it rejection,
walking in the woods almost step on some snakes bake some cakes lol,
almost lost my social networking social situations,
In a old abandon house see spiders all around,
Strangers always coming looking for a small dang hand out,
making love while its thunderstorms out,
got so sick from being at the doctor I was vomiting,
These are phobias of plenty.