I stumble towards the bright neon lights
They cast a warm addictive glow over this food desert
I’ll take a micky d’s triple cheese
With a side of corporate sleaze
Whoa! Now that’s a real combination
A result of the combo-nation
5.99 to dine on swine
No heaven behind golden arches
The true wealth is health
The real revolution in the libraries
My pops would drive by the churches
To make me a product of intelligent design
Inspiration from the non-fiction to the fairies
It was there a young version of myself found strength
Recovering from trauma while missing my momma
Fuck punctuation, or where to put a comma,
There’s no pressure to show up
Just show the glow when you can
dtr
