Interpreting Boolshat

Yesterday, you fell flat on your face.

Today you’re stinking up the place.

Tomorrow’s filled with big disgrace.

What’s a po’ boi to do?

Maybe you’re all through…

But no.

You forge ahead even though you read

All the signs that say road closed.

Cause you’re the guy who knows.

That ill wind always blows.

Keeps your bad eye closed.

So you don’t see

You could be free

If you weren’t such a goddamn retard.

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