CHALLENGER'S RAP

• All alone at this dance in my stance hands in pockets, my love flowing
• like rockets no one to give it to, dont think imma make It through,
• yea i gotta issue but there's no solution, its infecting me like pollution
• existent unlike evolution hurtin me like an execution, my life is a big
• ruin full of so much confusion, now I've came to the conclusion that I
• must loosen the noose and kill the fuse with some self abuse, drink
• it away with some adult juice, such a disuse, my life is an excuse for
• death, cant wait to take that last breath, finally no more stress or bein
• stuck in this process with no progress, bet some could acquiesce these
• feelings, just getting played like some strings, get thrown off buildings
• with incomplete wings, I get no blessings just shoved off the swings,
• get told I belong with the wild things, I'm controlled by these strings
• I believe their called feelings, but everything's so fucked so I'm tucked
• underneath my covers, giving birth ain't a curse it's the life for the baby
• that is, wish I could go in reverse cause my life is just getting worse,
• theres no love for me in this universe, cant converse cause I'm lonely
• after all it's in my name