I can't let go the gun is callin and the triggers stiff
The bullets confused chasin itself thinkin life is shit
So it explodes his heart and ends a life to be free
Now the thoughts are comin back like it made sense a to z
Even Im lost in this world I dont know if they know my name
I have an aka as a face description I dont know my way
My home address is scribble in brail even blind get lost
I'm changin items on checks to find the right amount of cost
Can't afford breakfast so I skip to lunch
The poor agree so they leave cardboard like "That's Wassup"
My mom told me come back home like Hell has room
As far as Im concerned Hell is full and God needs the rest of us
TRUE
Yeah my rappin aint up to par like English Im failin this fast
But one on one I got life against the ropes kissin its ass
I cant get past the rest so the ref pays me to leave
I told Satan I need a sure shot way to riches so please
Be my friend know my name put your arms around me
If anyone understands this leave me feed still jov lo needs love
I cant mod a good post but had dropped great shit to Doves
I could leave with 40 bars so Ima leave this unknown
If Written Voices was a college I became Dr. at WVU
With grades full blown
.. two links to have this reopened.
- Atty
