Rap For Life

My life has been full with fails.

Bad times, times I've almost gone to jail.

Now, my mom gets good letters from the school in the mail.

Plus, I got a job, where the worst I receive is a hangnail.

I know I've been through a lot.

My job, my parents, they all put me on the spot.

Inside my head, the rap part, I'm having the time of my life.

Because I love rap, and I want on rap for life.

Because rapping makes me more high,

It's either that, or die.

If I don't have rhymes, why even try?

I have a huge crush on the rap game.

I'm in love with it.

It makes me change my ways.

It makes me look happy, so I don't have a sad face.

It makes me feel like no hope is lost.

If only I could find the sweet spot, the hot spot.

Make beats drop.

Make rhymes harder than when LeBron flops.

Make the crowd grow louder than when CP3 lobs.

Rapping for life makes me feel happy, sometimes silly,

at that point, no one can hit me.

I feel like AJ Lee when she's skipping.

So I plan on continuing to rhyme,

til I feel like I'm past my prime.

So, you'll have to wait a long time til I decide to hang up the mic.

I know I've been rapping for a while now. About two years,

Been having a Hell of a career.

I know I've been going slow.

But it's gonna be a while til I decide to go.

Until that happens, I'll continue to grow.

You have to admit, my rap is nice,

cause I know how to make it right.

That's why I want to rap for life.