Late Night 18

I have to apologize to the masses for I have half assed this with no passion like a fake orgasm

Im so mad got my toes tapping so threatened bash my head in now Ive gone mad from bad habits

No flow rapping with no shows happening choking so bad and he

Knows that no one could ever contend if he could just get his feet under him he would

Take the game from under them paper and pen leave them shaking no other symptoms yeah

So interested in kicking ass taking revenge and flying past

My opponents know no wrath such as what Ive got stored in my arsenal saved for killing you asses

Youve stirred up a storm Ima punch you in the glasses wild the fuck out get kicked out of classes

School couldnt take it so they told me to pack it

My mom couldnt take it so she pushed me aside like a bad habit

My dad was too addicted to H to even know his own name so I guess thats it for that addict

Im mad again, I wasnt when I started rapping then I remembered what got me started and Im back mad at it again

Straight fiending for a pen like my addict dad fiended for heroin

Now I feel harder instead I feel like a martyr Im dead sorry for alarming these feds

Dont send police with guns strapped to they leg because Ill have to harm them instead of

Dropping bars Ill be smashing out cars and stabbing out hearts with passionate thoughts

No rapping just pause Im scratching no clause this story is so long this glory is no more

Ive made my point can I go home and sleep my eyes are so sore...