A Loss 4 Words

mind going blank barely knowing what to think

thoughts running low like money inside a robbed bank

took a nose dive from the most high

will you choose to cruise the fast lane or zoom though a slow drive

 

for you to follow your heart is no walk in the park

some make it, others hate it then end up lost from the start

riders on the storm, writers armed with form

that'll leave beats torn like my mama when i was born

 

they do for show like porn but this is real life

so you better realize who is fake and real guys

bigger than these trigger finger niggaz with lil size

regardless of the problem started from the bottom ima still rise

 

at last im back from the past strapped with raps that'll pack

a blast masked with wrath able to smack whack flat on its ass

internal rhyming within bars that rock like guitars

before you shoot for the stars first listen to ours