Energy Sucking Vampires (ESV) (2013)

Misery loves company like a crack addicted junkie,

Damn shame when your own blood

Would rather see you as a failure,

A flunky,

Rather than prosperous with good health and money,

Man,

My days are nice and sunny,

Don’t need your toxic vibes trying to stun me,

I elevate minds,

Bring vision to the blind,

While you dim the shine,

Bring about slime,

Constantly you whine,

About circumstances you can’t control,

Your hand (card analogy), you fold,

You’re way too comfortable in the cold,

And every time I see you,

I have to hear about how yet another conspiracy theory

Is about to unfold,

With stories full of mold,

Your kind is way too plentiful across the globe,

I’ve lost friends in past episodes,

Eroded fakers,

Devilish in nature,

They hate to see you accomplish anything,

But when you are “out on your ass,” up they spring…

Into action,

Ready to sing like Michael Jackson,

Yet cursing you out in closed-captioned,

They flip on you in a minute,

Then act like it never happened,

Perhaps you’ve had plenty of practice,

Just like a fucking actress,

Bringing more drama than a reality show,

You met my woman,

Look at you grinning,

All up in my face talking about “way to go”

Yet behind my back you claim she’s a hoe,

I no longer desire your company

Because all you do is complain,

Such a mental drain,

You ooze about leaving stains,

I cringe when I hear your name,

You’re just another energy sucking vampire,

Here, have a vein…

Hats off to those so-called friends

That love to hear about your problems,

With no intentions of helping you solve them,

My solution, is to not involve them,

Bastards aren’t happy unless you’re feeling dim,

Slim bringing more bad news than the grim reaper,

He’s dating a stripper with 5 kids, 5 baby daddies,

A real keeper,

Trying to call me weird because I’m 30+ years old

With no children (waiting for marriage),

I’m baffled by these simple-minded civilians,

Come now,

See ignorance serve millions,

Live on your television screens or at any sold-out pavilion,

Every time trouble used to call about hanging out,

I’d be like nah, I’m chilling,

I’d rather continue building,

Rather than slumming it with Mr. Gloom and Doom

Trying to convince me

Why I should hang myself from a ceiling,

Not as appealing as the human garbage on Facebook,

Perhaps you posers don’t realize how silly

You make the human race look,

I shine to ensure you haters stay shook,

Stay put,

Maybe you’ll get hit by a stray book,

And learn a thing or two,

This is for the leeches that don’t have a clue,

Bound to be locked up behind some gunshot residue,

I think positive,

Therefore, I’m always two-steps ahead of you…

Blasted bloodsuckers…