That s**t smell

The company you keep these days is your own,
To be invited somewhere now is an unknown.
Learning to be around yourself, and not run,
Your alot! Now you know it. It's not fun.


Your best served as a micro dose,
Don't plan to stay, or stand too close,
Because your that "s**t smell" you can't get,  off your sleeve.
When autumn comes around, and your raking leaves.


No more pretending just to be polite,you don't want you around now, or tonight.
Long ago i said things that make you laugh
Now i'm that line, going  staight down, on the graph.

With all the people in places to go
You used to have to hurry just to make
Thinking people liked you, wanted you around.
Now they step over you, laying on the ground.

Leaving your stomach, a  heaving mess.
How the f**k low, have you digressed,
your that guy, we used to laugh and tease
As It turns out, your just a life long disease..