7 word never ending story

shootin' at loyalists til they all drop

 

thier oranges to the ground to compost

 

blue suits, in a puddle of red

 

converting to ever richer more fruitful compost

 

and this is where the story ends.

 

all can sleep safely in their beds

 

all my niggas ttg dey trained to go nigga, kick a do' nigga, lay down on the flo' nigga

--->all can sleep with one eye open.

 

with a finger on the trigger and

 

those twenty four clips under the matress

 

but when we woke it was sunny

 

and snakes were bathing on the sidewalk

 

Yeah man! That's what I'm talking about

 

and frogs were swimming in the pond

 

in the park I pulled out krylon

 

and tagged the mailbox and trashcans technicolor

 

and the frogs said hey you there

 

and I told them to appreciate art

 

and they jumped outa the fountain and

 

tried wiping off paint without paint stripper

 

and the pigs came to arrest ace