My Last words

yeah, ha ha ha, people told me I was born with a problem but I have gods trust.

Before I could give two fucks, and Then I ended up with a girl that I love, but it's

crazy right? I gave her my trust and she doesn't trust me back and that's getting

me mad it's kind of whack, but you know I shouldn't have lied but I tried to be

honest and Modest but if you want the truth I 'd give it to you. I'm tony jabronie

and Im not a phony but sometimes I could be baloney. I wake up in the middle

of the night trying to write raps that come to my head, I feel like eminem but

without the fucked up head. Sometimes I feel like letting go of the steel mic

and let myself drift away in the sky of lights. it seems my problems always find

me when Im taking flight. but now I'm forced to make a change that will affect

this life. I'm always lost can't even tell what is wrong or right. So many issues

going on that I can't even sleep at night,Even my friends say that I may be

wound too tight. Time to relax kick back and just try to write it's time to be me

it's my expectancy the situation has built it's self complexity and that's left is

the dreams that come secondly. I've realized is not the remedy. I'm feeling

stuck going through life's many obstacles watching everything fade out like

it's optical it's hard enough to know our lives aren't replaceable. It's just a

dream but just know it's not impossible. (I love this girl so much that... I would

literally die for her). Making these rhymes is just to pass time. I'm always trying

to impress her, but I always act like a fool and I know it's childish too. So I

put childish things away and she showed me reality. She's always in my

dreams. I don't know what this means and half the times I can't sleep. It's like

she's every thing I need and honestly I told her how I was feeling and we tried,

we tried to the limit. but one day I was chillin until we got to thrilliin, and feelin

and now I feel bad. How could I do it I feel so stupid and when I looked at you

I said screw it. I went home I'm sittin on my bed I had a glock to my head. I was

about to end it, but then I opened my computer and I saw a photo that we took

together, and I thought I could make it better. so I put down the glock and started

making letters. I was always wearing a sweater because when shit got heavier

and people were asking me all these questions,and I couldn't confess them.

And then I got distracted and I lost all my talent. I can't go on knowing I can't be

with the one I love and trust, baby I'm so caught in your lust. I want to care for

you not hurt you. So listen and trust, you are the only girl that I like, so while I'm

spittin on this steel mic I might just end this night with a light that could guide

you in life. I know you were crying and that's what hurt me the most and thats

why I felt like wanted to die and be shriveled up and let god take me out this life.