Bare with me...
It's kinda hard right now,my feet sore from the walk
Could never fit in,still I keep talking the talk
Keep doing what I gotta do to survive but it's harsh
If you running full speed but you're denied from the start
Rivers cried out in my bed when it's nighttime
I never was good at anything,I just steady write rhymes
But it ain't paying off yet,I ain't got Chevy Corvettes
My life's a big mess like : "Ready,Go,Set"
Sometimes I wonder why did my mother give birth
To a low-life punk who would love to leave Earth
But I'm too much of a coward to do something' 'bout it
So I use this wack verse as my motherfucking outlet
I wonder what my future'll be like,will I grow old?
Will I keep learning shit,till I know all?
All I know is,on my death bed there'll be no fear
Shit,I might as well end it all here