Flatline

I've had a question about this rap line/

In so much of the worlds time/

Why isin't my heart at a flatline/

Coast to coast trying to find a deal/

Life's getting harder my shits real/

Words are the only thing i don't steal/

My heart is cold pain is something i don't feel/

Well I'm not just another white rapper who grew up in the streets/

I'm more of the story teller with some sick beats/

And my flows beast, north to east south & west/

Not just good I'm better than the rest/

Put your hands up bitch you're under arrest/

Sorry but fuck the government my words are fresh/

Now my family i love em' to death/

Sometimes I'm not even able to rest/

Yesterday some kids talked shit/

Go hunting you find them dead in a ditch/

I'm a monster but a street preacher/

You ain't nothing but a street sweeper/

I came from the bottom forget drake/

That nigga played on degrassi he's too fake/

Well I ain't finished yet I'm just getting started/

Est. Dye Famous for life, if ain't riding then bitch you're retarted/

I've got blood on my hands my souls dirty/

Dumb blonde like that bitch Jeannette McCurdy/

Fire me up & put me into a casket/

Why is everyone tripping?/

Cause i don't have black skin?/

Cause i don't write whack shit?/

Well I'm ready to Dye Famous i hope you're strapped in/