41.       Illicit literacy

I don’t care that I cant rhyme door with brick

I’ll do what I want.

I don’t care that I have to make sense

I’ll throw a door at you, then you best walk out the brick or I'll punch you with my ear

I don’t care about my spelling

Iff I caaan red it hoo craes

Give. A fuck. About correct. Grammer

See this is a joke but I know some people get arsey about this shit

You’re entitled to your opinion you may think what you think

But I will keep doing what I do and express what I writ

I’m not a criminal. Try to chill the fuck out a little bit