*Unintellgible Sample*
Kicking buckets in my hometown
Kick the rocks of feet of fucking cities that i’ve flown out
Me and homies wilin guess thats how we gon’ be shown out
Words are floating round my mind
And with a pen they flowing out
Going down
Going for that pro sound
Passionate i’m grown now
Homebound for some [cold town?]
How y’all gon bite at the hand that fed y’all
Clowns appreciate the work before eventually i’ll have the crown
Rhyming shit
Yeah bitch I got time for this
Deconstruct my mind but if you tumble
You will find it is an endless pit
Anguished thoughts
Bitch might catch a crime and shit
Attention from someone is worth the time
Confined inside the brick
Nah
It isn’t for the fame
Just a catalogue of my thoughts
And when I can't deal with the pain
Thats just some new clothes that I bought
Yeah cuz most these rappers lame
Ain’t no message that they brought
All these mindless zombie brain
Collecting unreapable crop