Gurugram Poetry

I'm still a dumb poet babe, I got Explicit words just in case I run Out of these thoughts again In case I get to find my brain again It's true This time's like rest of time Got half a dime, I'm still in the prime bitch I'm sorry, But I got to say All these thoughts before we go past this way Like I said, these fuckers cry so much Putting it in the shine up on the game of luck Now why does the clown have to die so much This politics has got his golden tongue and say We don't care for the family value Tbh bitch , I can say the same about you Pray salvation, let them argue It's blood for blood Don't give a shit about you None of this was ever about you Pay your loans and How much have you got about you Got dignity? it's of the same value And for your fortune, you got nothing on you What is it the defines the world Two dicks fighting in the sun defines the earth Flying close to the sun, till you itch and burn Then run it to the ground and praise the gun Look by the water Leave what's left behind Don't care what's the matter I don't care for time Pretty Girls all over I'm just wasting my time I'd rather just be sober Than go and waste my time Privacy, it's not really hard to see Fantasy is rather cruel like the policy and Don't go where the city sleeps That's where all the malice is Out of spite, they might just turn you in A lot of bad blood, and hopeless sin Catch the perv, but please don't put the pin Hard place to be proud about I'm just a dumb poet babe, inside out Can hear the women screaming loud But it's late at night I better wait it out Don't give a shit about it man Even the newsperson really don't give a damn And now the minister can take a stand Blaming short cloths and all the drugs at hand Sell love, when you feel just right Sell fear, cause you know you might Mistake the Gurugram sun for life But it's a poison dick You'll never survive this