Infinite Hate

No falls to be back on, come back with a batch of talent
Aroma of a growing plant
Right now's my 10K hours to tower these clouds
Let set of chips break the boards
A small piece with speed
Kills heads in blinks
Throw a piece for peace
Snatch funds from feds
Stumble upon the crumbs I've clumped to
To ramp up rumble in the game
Can't tame a beast
Sat in place for peace
I can live in streets
Make a body reek
Off these rap sheets so
Flame and cease
Sick of me in these spiral seams though
Low on time
Rum will fix stress building
Middle road going

I see the infinite hate that people live in
Written in face, sunk in the deep end
A beacon of hope is fading but is bright still
You have infinite hate, I see you in it
Written all over your face
It must be why you missed your shots
When you took your aim

The bad bad men are winning
We're all stuck in the deep end, circle spinning
When checks come in
They feel smaller with every inning
Barely some cents over minimum
One missed payday from losing
May lay in bed again and contemplate
What to do
Only so much money left after the bills
But it's gotta be saved
That's the smart move
Art ain't needed to be explored
Hold the door closed unless you're hearing clear knocking
But no one will suddenly put you on
What are you on?
Smoke some more, let fear outta you
Those billionaires must've deserved it
Repeat this saying to not sound
Bitter bout the place you in
But of course this load don't got you in pettiness
So the homeless won't get a cent
You need all you get
No worries, sorry's can't be thrown in cruel worlds
God paid you with will
But is taking it all back in chunks
Feels like a trade to the black of devils
I've fallen levels, I could be on
The fast pace daze I'm stuck in
Has taken so many bits of my sand
My last days, how do my days last
Count up on bad days
Who can I thank?