still

i would'nt wait on the rain
i give her diamonds and she still complains
every slave set fire to the fields
takes their weekly pay and goes to town
not what i would have suggested
dante took 1 to the stomach after a poor cheat at cards
the sheriff's cousin did no time
lil eric sets fires still
but now to brew his mash
i sometimes think that one of those beautiful scattered oak fires in the hills that punctuate the night is he.
and am happy that he is no longer right next store to hell
i-10 the road to paradise
so they say
no matter how they say we won the war
i still lost jimmy and then in turn momma.........