Strife

It's beautiful, wonderful,
Splendiferous? Maybe.
No, bitch
I ain't talkin bout your ugly ass baby.

This world, this life,
You take it all in strife,
you don't care if the tree is there,
or a shop for tall men's underwear.

How about you go and try,
to breathe on Mars,
I hope you try,
I'll let you know now
that you'll probably die.

Abuse of this world,
Continues to escalate,
Your escalated escalators become
A staircase, a staircase.