My Guitar sting snapped again,
I got out the pen & wrote raps again,
Fake people gotta laugh at them,
but they're my mates so i say why we acting friends?
is it an act your putting on?
all calm to my face then a few people come around,
and you start acting like your funny,
Do we have a problem should we ask somebody?
i dont really wanna go down that road,
but your making me do this alone,
so i go on my own,
If you said ya gotta tommorow,
i would go in an instant, dreams in the distance,
am in the booth, in the booth, in the booth
just trying to spit the truth just for you,
So let me do my thing all i ask from you is to just start listening like,
im back on my rhythms,
addicted to music not thinking of the symptoms,
you dont know bout my system,
theres parts on this brainframe that sparks all this wisdom,
i could exhale my knowledge,
but if i did you'd think of me as hard to acknowledge,
im sick of the idiots tryna get rid of is,
somebody out there has gotta be bigging me up,
im starting to feel like im wicked enough,
im ripping it up,
but am i though?
have i got the grammer though?
acting like my pal and bro,
maybe they're just jelous cause i have a flow.
released August 10, 2016
Prod. by WRCKTNGL
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