This is a song about "Feedback"

I read back my feedback just so i can plead that, believe that? receive that?

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

I earn constant feedback, i don't earn for coke and crack

Feedback appreciated.

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

I appreciate all feedback. and encourage it! this is the first of many recordings to

Buts its funny how all my niggas always give me feedback

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

This site kinda got me tight, i ask for feedback