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Everybody represents something, like i do/

Est 4 life if you ain't ridin, then bitch fuck you/

In my songs i like to tell youth it's okay to let pain show/

It'll be okay just listen up to my flow I'm never ending like a fake rose/

Once the crowd heard my voice, damm they all froze/

I saw chills run up their body, it's okay if people don't like me/

I've got my other fans plus city right behind me/

Very little teens these days act kindly/

I'm one of a kind just look at my rhymes/

I used too be nobody everybody cut me off/

Look at me now everyone wants to be my friend but i brushed em' off/

Mom asks to sit, talk about my problems but I'm too busy rhyming i forgot em'/

Out of sight out of mind isin't that what they say?/

I am motivation I'm satans son, I'm a rapper at the bottom, I'm ready to move shit balloon it/

Fly up to the top but once I'm there i ain't never coming down i might take a nap/

Hand me blankets pillows oops where'd my soul go?/

Oh yeah that's right it shattered from being cold/

I mine as well let the mic go hand to the next rapper/

Be careful homie this dude is fire, he might turn around and cap ya/