Sweet, okay makes sense
Stress, it's not to impress,
Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand
Trying to perfect my flow and rhyme skills, trying to rap fast,
Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
Because he has nobody, no one to impress,
Here trying to impress,but my raps suppress,notin short of the best,
Its somethin they never get, but fuck it i represent
Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace
My sister, my sister, don't give up your body to impress them nobodies.
Don't worry bout a thang baby
Trying to set my mind free,
Trying to rob my lyrical bank,
And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and
This is what i do, due to my lack of friends
My ambition to win, just to get me some ends
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