Conservation Exploration

My Bible and my rifle.

In the land of libel.

Built,

With my hands on a tight rope.

I planned for survival.

Dooms day prepper.

Sipping Dr. Pepper.

Sicker than a Leper.

All I had for dinner was grandma's fish soup.

No one gets me but this disease.

Exiled and living free

In the most dangerous zone.

When we can't take it no more even death is rhetoric.

I can't go home.

'Til the enemy frees my dome.

The alcoholic beverages are killing me slow.

You want to be in a sitcom.

Where there ain't shit wrong.

And sing lullabies until your lips gone.

Welcome to dystopia.

Your brothers are now mother fuckers

Who'd take everything from you.

There never was love.

They needed more fives for the dub.