Life Of A Hip
Another page in the book
After breakfast its east to west I look
Shower once a week
Inherit peace I am the meek.
A million miles I will travel
Mud, sand, blacktop, and gravel
The ink in my skin is like a map
After 4:21 its time to take a nap
One meal a day eases the hunger
Fuck like rabbits, never dugger
See someone interesting, hear their story
Break out the peace pipe.. 80 stories
High in the clouds making crazy shapes
Scratching my arms, looking out the drapes
Eyes low but i can see clear
See the red and blue feel the fear
Bounce from place to place
Is this normal I cant feel my face
Now I take it to my head
Don't worry I'm not dead
Work for a bit until I get what I need
The system wont get me I have no deed
I wont steal, rob, or kill
But Ill grind my ass off for a meal
Haters always talking shit behind my back
I could care less, let me pinch my sack
One day you will all see
The man I am and the man Ill be
There is so much more I wanna see
The greatest thing is I can take you with me
Together we take this amazing journey
Go bat shit crazy strait. jacket and gurney
Take your medication and be normal
Smoke all day a;ways relaxed never formal
I close my eyes and they start to shake
Only remedy is to wake and bake
Calm my nerves with a puff
Silent killer never act tuff
I will fight to show peace
Oxymoron a ironed crease
Being nice has so many definitions
They do their acceptance speech, Honorable mentions
This is life as I see
Everything is peaceful even a honeybee
So elegant but with a sting
Do as you want others to do for you, its no thing
Greet people with a smile
They will go the extra mile
Mind so free living life with a blindfold
It becomes more transparent with the bullshit told
Peace love and happiness
I'm soft and sweet with a bit of toughness
Helping little old ladies with their bags
Manners are something that never lags
I'm nice but its bittersweet
I don't have it all but I will always land on my feet
By Bobby Evans
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