Oil Change

Coming from a place where many

Have not been and none have traveled

Trails of bloody footprints

Walking on broke bottles & gravel

Those who say they will

Have yet to follow

Blood sweat and passion

Sculpts a statuette of feat

A bust to impress

Carved by the best

Being thirsty &

Crying for an empty bottle

Choking on pills

Too hard to swallow

There’s nothing to gain from hollow

Than to be filled

With more than a swallow

What motivator

Is greater than hunger

An empty stomach

Roars like thunder

Throw up what can’t

Be stomached

Don’t crawl

Like a dog

Back to your own vomit

The greatest loss

Of value is when

You pawn it

Expendable pieces

To what is worthy

It’s hard to be a

CEO

With your fingernails

Dirty

I know you heard me