Yo G

Yo G, It's your Homie,

Trying to drop some knowledge I been Storing,

Yo I know that reading those books might be Boring,

But trust me, that shit is the key to Exploring,

Your own thoughts, emotions, and even Honing,

This "rap" skill you got, you may feel Lonely,

And that your stomach's in a Knot, But keep on Posting,

These poems you concoct, And keep on Flowing,

Never care about others opinions just Rock and Throw Jokes See,

You'll get that girl you want, but she'll be Posing,

To be something she's not, you just keep Composing,

Because even at the bottom of the Rock, it's only forward these Roads Lead.

Your pops won't call anymore, but don't go Roasting,

Because now that I think about it it's a waste to go Exploding,

Being a loose cannon you lose a lot of friends and go all Mopy,

Take it easy with the green man, don't be no Dope Fiend,

Your bro will make mistakes, just look at the Whole Scene,

Bring those things into context take a breathe and You'll See,

No better, you'll understand his pain Hopefully,

Understand that you aren't restricted man, we all Born Free,

You gotta realize that now your minds Molding,

By the very actions that you commit then go Scolding,

And that you're influenced by those "friends" you're Rolling With,

Stop complaining about your life, you the only one Controlling It,