Trash Day

 

Trash day is Tuesday
And everyday is Saturday
And sometimes it’s Sunday
Because to love is to bury
And people still do get married!
At times i fall and get carried
Don’t work much but I’m salary
For any m.c. that wanna come battle me
I bet you won’t even rattle me
I do this casually
If we go to war there will be mass casualties
Cause that’s what prints the newspapers
And the game is sold not told
It has many layers
It’s actually a lil like space invaders
They got guided missiles and crazy tasers
But i got some fancy phasers
I stole from a ship that I found in a crater
My teachers said i’d be a failure
Now I’m the Sensei I’ll see ya later
As for the ones who rules us
They are sorta like alligators
They got evil eyes
And they are major players
But I got a plan! We could win alright...
Just a word of caution we are in for a fight!
Trash day is Tuesday
And everyday is Saturday
And sometimes it’s Sunday
Because to love is to bury
And people still do get married!
At times i fall and get carried...