THE TRUMP BUMP! HIS GIFT TO THE MINDLESS.

By: Peter Smith

The relief, the power to break the rules, to negotiate truth. He has shown the way , given the green light, rules are for fools and it’s only true if it works for you.

. I’ll show you how to win.

It’s not where you have been.

. It’s all in how you cultivate sinn.

. Well earned cause to indict.

. Watch this, see how dirty I fight.

. Your average Joe, he doesn’t know, look at my numbers, watch them grow.

The allreds only know what they’re told.

Don’t show me the truth, I’m already sold!

Finally a guy who set me free.

I don’t care, let me be.

No rules, rules are for fools.

He showed me how, no right no wrong don’t care about that vow.

I see the light, get out of my way out of my sight.

Don’t need to care anymore, I’m free to my core, do the right thing, what for?

Do what I want, shove the rules aside.

He is all I need, my only guide.

Man it feels good , doesn’t matter where once I stood.

He makes his way and if I may he has given me an excuse to break the law today, to keep my morals at bay.

Everything I thought I knew, damn boring, left me with nothing to do.

You blues are screwed! Can’t fight us, bring it on dude! We have no law, you know what you saw.

You can’t compete with that, man you barely get to bat.

Shake your heads, go ahead, talk to the feds.

You don’t get it , you have constraints and we have no such complaints.

You can only watch as we tear it down, put you on the ground.

Feels so good to win I just don’t care if inside I know it’s sin.

Won’t last, it will come around but when it does we will never be found.

Slip back to normalcy, vacation is over, we will hide behind the controversy.

We will be weak, we have no philosophy.