Cant cope with my daily life, I’m about to have a wife,
Its stupid yeah, I feel like cutting my self with a knife.
I write rhymes, And spill my guts through a pen and paper,
Im no thug but I write the realness so I guess Im no faker.
Got a watch and im steady breaking clock just to kill time,
I’ll write my lyrics as brail just so you can feel my rhymes.
Today was cool I guess, Im trying to stop the fuckin stressed,
Afraid to go to church, You see I wanna be straight blessed.
Im writing in text, This wackness is getting under my skin,
Slowly but surely, Im beginning to turn into a tin.
I’d be fly if I was dope like krupp or abolish or maybe listen,
But I take beatens like I was losing ground as on a mission.
My raps aren’t what you call great, But tell me whats at stake,
I’ve got my ass handed to me many of times and on a plate.
Im screaming rape! I try to learn but none will teach me skills,
Guys have nothing to worry about while Im steady paying bills.
To you all im a bitch, Yeah cuz I cant write like you im a newb,
I guess that tells you all that I have nothing, Im screwed.
It’s a lose, lose situation for me why wont someone show me,
Surely but slowly, I will learn eventually.
Ive taken hits to the jaw so many times from you guys punches,
So I don’t bump my gums, I lost my appetite for lunches.
I guess I am a dunce, I have nothing better to do but be down,
You guys will probably clown me until I hit the ground.
Im not safe and sound, I want the world to know I can be loud,
Second2None and i.E told me to say fuck the world and be Proud.
