Comedy: Talent

By DeYtH Banger


Got, God, God… gave me talent… you don't have talent…

MILLION THOUGHTS SPINNING IN MY HEAD… PLENY OF DATA MY EYES SEEING AND MY MIND GOING THROUGH. .

If you were ordinary man like me… you were going to dooze of wanting to die… Probably I am not ordinary …


PLENY… FUCKING PLENY AVERAGE PEOPLE DIE EVERYDAY… FROM DIFFERENT CAUSES…


I am sure my name is not on that list…


I have got a talent… based upon patience… being patient and even some fucked up kids.. . From fucked up town… Wanting me to be their clown…


ALWAYS WE ARE ADS ON WHICH IS WRITTE N STUFF LIKE CIGARS KILLS… PHONES KILL… BUT IT REALLY NOTHING HAPPENS FROM THIS ADVERTISEMENT YOU NEED A WORD… I NEED A SOLDOM OF EXORESSION.


I CALL WORLD A PATIENT FUCK.. . I WAS ONCE AND TWICE PATIENT..  NOTHING REALLY HAPPEN….

PEOPLE WANT YOU TO FACE PATIENCE… BUT LET'S BE HONEST WE DON'T NEED IT.



..THEY… … OH FUCK THEY…


WANT ME TO be their fucking show man… but it takes too much energy and after all… It doesn't suprise ME that some ordinary fucks use SUBSTANCES to get into life… as for me… I don't need that…


I GONNA GET READY TO FACE GOD… IN IT'S TRUE COLOUR…


I am not screaming… nothing fucked up about me is out… I am not sick fuck… I am not a guy with anger issues… I am not person who wants to be center.



I AM A SECONDERY MAN…