Im laying down these words like bricks in front of u.
In a instant they could fall.
But I’m trying to hold my bricks. But the world is a bunch of bricks.
I making my bricks rise, when I chill on my bricks and watch the others.
I see people next to me bricks falling. But I keep going, seeing the stupid mistakes people do.
Each brick I lay is something different. By the time I’m done. I want to have nothing but str8 green bricks.