They ask me aiyy M...
-[Why don't you smile no more...? Why don't you smile no more?]
Look around, all I see is cold streets, finish school, get a good job, otherwise just stressed, laugh when they say they depressed, god bless, I understand what it is to be a mess.
In these troubled times, it's hard to find a better rhyme, all you need is.time they say, but life passes by so fast, like everyday, listen to the words I say, without focus, this is hopeless.
They say mo' money, mo' problems, well with no cash, life is wack, kids on these streets Jacking, while parishers preach peace, motherfuckers rob you and hate always manipulate to get theirs but I dont fucking care,
Turned 25. Asked God what does it mean to be alive? Iys it everyday that I have to stress, what the fuck are these people saying, always be content 5 steps forward, multiples back, dropped out mentally, but physically I play the role, but this college system isn't about to give me a bank roll.
["what are your plans? Are you looking into jobs?"] nah bitches, I'm ready to rob, cuz fuck these fobs and these nickel and dime, types saving up in this nine to five hell, pretending it's all well, it isn't for me that shit bores me. I don't know, maybe I'm.just fucked, maybe I won't have luck, but whether its rapping, capping, selling, raining or hailing, fuck this debating and waiting, spent years fading, but I've always been contemplating, and creating sicker scenes in silver screens, than opposing jokers could ever dream, my life from birth to now was hard work, and I'm sick of the circle jerk, I put in work, and go in and serve, trust me you gonna love me, thats my word.
-When I was younger, they said I was so mature, I take thoughts as serious as the word, now I'm a child searching for his gold, motherfuckers send viruses to get rid of me, like a common cold but at 26, I'm really not that old, you win,.you lose life or death you choose, on this level, you must kik doors open, never let em see you down, aim higher for their crowns, I'm multi dimensional, that means I'm highly mentionable, and those that ain't never had soul, wanna leave you out in the bitter cold, like they had it sold, but they never see me fold, cuz I'm carving out my space of gold.
Fuck raps and gats, this is a multiple play act, thats why I need multiple stacks, so I can lay back, and haters wanna take that, but they can only fake at. 2013 the year, and I'm outta here.
-Rhymes I wrote last summer.
