Beat’-en Track
mdk
a sort-of beat poem Slung out and sleep deprived, We thrive, On black gold brewed by a child with a smile. Corporate America we’re drifting through like atoms without cause…
a sort-of beat poem Slung out and sleep deprived, We thrive, On black gold brewed by a child with a smile. Corporate America we’re drifting through like atoms without cause…