offmychest

I'm done, i'm sick of just spitting random shit for fun; but I got something bright to look forward to the son(sun) who was always kind of weird where I reside; in this hell of a ride -- but things I spew -- kinda seem to be leakin through -- that little hole, while this bowl helps to unfol' my emotions; jump'n on minecraft throwin splash potions when then I just wanna go away; do something, but in my head there is nothin' ,so I just -- go and play all fucking day, 'til night'time and stay, go to sleep and wake up feelin depressed, repressed as if I'm missing something that I could tab; but now, these fuckin lyrics have allowed me to grab these emotions and click it, 'til a hole forms and I can finally stick it; off of my chest, all compressed on one page, ain't no mage but this cage just won't hold me; and I'm bold see I don't ever want you to fuckin' scold me for my rap and all the crappy cuss words; it's absurd -- in the eyes "of the word" but hey, don't you dare lay that pity shit upon me, I ain't wishin I was romney; so don't baton me with that shit when I spit my feelings; cus I'm just wheelin on; not kneelin -- to the paper money that you all adore; that's why I'm so happy I had all this happen; always thinkin that my life was crap just going home and tapping; never knew about rappin --go to school and get to crappn' on my assighnments and all my grades -- i swear I never ever laid an A and ontop of that, I never got on concept of friends, no, I was always tryna go and tie those things that I thought were the ends to getting me in; to maybe liking school again -- see kindergarden was so fucking easy. No long conservations, and naptimes for rest -- but I don't have that now that I got these pest? trying to harass and lash at me for not asking, talkin to you or masking -- what I actually felt, and gettin on conservation , it just wasn't my thing. Sit around in class and do nothin; cus whenever I tried something and they test me -- i'll make 3 f's and less and study with no improvement; work hard and cant get into the curriculum with more lube'n'cant, go farther -- it just gets harder; and the more I push on, and mushed on.

 

wrote in 2 hours is crap, I know.

i just started tho.