paper chasin
• Written by Anonymous
the product of my enviornment
this is my personal way to vent
a story of where i came and went
so i decided to pick up a pen
seems like rapping happen to become a trend
i shoot for clouds and all the stars
bitch watch my descent
you can tell that im high just by the scent
they say rapping wouldnt pay the rent
but ill be laughing when you see my time was well spent
i prayed id lose my enemies
i loss people i considered friends to me
ilose a bunch a people its how it tends to be
i feel it in my gut like my spider sense
and when im dead till push my last breath
ill be up in clouds youll know by the stench
i hate that yall created this attitude
a nice guy whos mental got a little skewed
i act a little rude like i came unglued
i see my visions clerly and im in pursuit
im not the new me im just the old me renewed
i dont act different im still the same dude
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