nun of this top favorite rapper shit, the guy who wrote this fucked em.. the nun’s.. what i am trying to say is this white guy is the number one rap-best. of em all. that’s all.
To call me lucky is like calling me a hanging buck’s head staked to the wall, no fuck’s left, instead call me dead.
What’s me ain’t me lately.. Been up and down so much lately..
Fuck’s, mustard sane…stain going insane no peanut butter to my P-B-N-J..
Jelly on this tray fading away, screaming out for my sanity to stay..
Getting more n more lazy passing day, weather outside hot, flipping high on the thermometer. weather or I as in this guy, still feel’s chill’s..
Lately stuck in an ice cube, nobody saving me. knot you, tie you all in a not.
find what ah-tier i need, maybe a tie while i meet him at the alter.
Yoo One Day somebody will read this, an nobody know’s this but me till they read this… but life to me is a bunch of ‘i don’t give a fuck” when everybody live’s a day around getting payed at the end of the month, coming home to the kid’s and there spouse people take there car’s for granted.. they take oven’s, tv’s, phones, water, the ground we walk on all of it for granted.. like we were all born… individually diffrent from everything else, soo we try to fit in. Naturally we see simularity and try to adapt to be them.. well me im diffrent.. i don’t give a fuck if nobody relates to me.. cus i know i relate to me… not to be a loner but i believe in myself. i believe i can be more than a fish in this school, in this system. i will stand out.. i will make a difference in the way this is all done. people may stand up to me, tell me i can’t be all i am.. i won’t let it hold me down, wont let em show me up.. ill turn around and show them what’s up..
We live in a world were following what has been done before you is expected.. and doing your own thing is looked down upon.. downon*
Not saying go a break law’s rule’s put in play, just saying not all of em should stay the way they are, as of today..
The one thing i love most about me is, I am not you. nor do i try to be. I am me, i do shit the way i want it to be done, i enjoy what i do… to me it’s fun.
The one thing i Hate about myself is… well there really ain’t one.. I’m content with me. and that’s the truth..
Can’t freestyle..
Start to mumble, thoughts cloudy an jumbled.
Study rap’s off that movie 8mile.
Written down poetry sound’s sick,
Spitten allowed, in front of a crowd.
Drops confidence in abundance.
As if ah, rocket ship burning out,
Headed towards the ground,
Yearning to get better.. suspense within.

