People always talk about reputation - but the only time it truly matters is how you are remembered when you’re gone

When you can’t pay a lawyer to lie for you, the dead bodies will surface - and you’ll be remembered and I can already see the future spitting on your grave

It’s true … spitting tho, better than exumed and deported - don’t wanna be one of those soul eaters ok

They say it’s my fault

That I’m holding justice back

That I’m biting the hand that feeds me

You’re wrong

I am smacking the face that eats me

While shaking my head at the mother that should have swallowed that day