Listen little fellows

I got that mellow tempo

Type that make you clench your toes

Accept your foes and forget your troubles

Soiled and bubbled dreams to the extreme

Settle down little ladies

don’t trip on your mateys

don’t let them degrade you either

Strip down the shadiest of shines

lift up the the shiniest of shades

never fade back just trap your hopes

use it as soap for your soul

wash your life clense the moldy mandem

you don’t have to be clasped by a clan that damns you

in ways you can’t physically see or always tell

be careful of bad people they don’t have a certain look or smell