A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool
People label me as soft, emotional and poor
Here i go again another fucking verse
One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers
You just trynna be haters
End your career in a verse
Strumming my pain with his fingers
My densest frees are condensed in this verse
To the back of this verse,
Bored of the shooters
And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one
An emotional bruisin' that leaves you to yourself in seclusion
I've reached my emotional limit
That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit
They were my influence to write dope,hard,emotional raps every day
But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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