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Aight, I got this shit bro
 
laugh bitch I'm making fun of you, hoe
 
What the fuck do you want from me
Everybody in this crazy city screaming fuckin family
Talk to a couple of dudes who talk to trees
People call em some sort of disease
But they bring wisdom to the keys
They destiny seems to be a prophecy
But they life aint in a movie
Straight outta life shit where the main character aint appreciated
And u can see it that he tries to fit but shit look how long he's waited
Underweighted in his potential but he's really dedicated
And now he's getting really frustrated
Because its all too complicated
Balancing life and shit
But too good to quit
Hes gettin desperate, yo
Nothin in his wallet to show
Skills as a poet incognito
And man you should agree tho
Society seems to lie to me
Actin like I got trisome
Yet still praising me like I'm some pussy on a pedestal
Actin like I'm somewhat respectable
But all I am is dispensable
Thrown away as quick as a tissue by a sick kid
And lemme tell u imma miss u, by a sick kid
But I guess thats why they call him sick
For his flow but no one wants to get a lick
If u let him stay sick he'll die
But no one really cares, oh my
Hidden like a crow I guess they like it that way
In the shadows, lurking closer to yesterday
Into the distance, like my shot I fade away
Today's the last chance, it seems like my day
people tryna convince me of problems that aint real
First world bs its all a fuckin ordeal
Phony shit like tryna be popular
Bitch, I'm tryna speak lemme stop you there
But you're making me mad up here
In this state I'm feeling really vocal
This the last time imma be moral
Stare in awe as I rise above you, mortal
Cassanova as I overvalue, normal
-cy goes out the door as I exposé
This fucked up societay
Get out the way
Bitch, lemme say your ego is blown up
Hands in the air, too much poison in you they're thrown up
I hope you learn to take it like a grown up
And to all your mistakes you better own up
Dont seem to care, makes you seem like a rebel
Lets see how well you fare, with ma feelings dont meddle
Unsure of yourself, you want acceptance
I strive in independence while you stay in dependence
Attendance,
In the crowd, thats all you'll ever be
Wanting to fit in, thats All I ever see
You think you're popular
Who's gonna make you a sculpture?
Your attempts are feeble, intentions are lethal
Take others down, and I'm not one to clown
So when u mess around and break the sick kid
Blowin it up, now hes bleeding violet
Its really hard when love makes u alone and ur fighting it
Its kinda shitty when this shit was really meant to be quiet
Now as a butterfly lemme fly around validation and riot
I dont give a fuck what you think, shut the fuck up bitch
Now this aint really my true self just my ego self
And the way I wanted to diss you was my eager self
Because hes my friend bro, I dont just diss a fuckin random hoe
And really this shot was taken just too low
I know you've changed but I just wanted to let you know
Hes got a fuckin knife to his throat
Only person holding it is rejection
This is what happens to careless affection
It's not you bitch, its society
Not afraid of you won't wince, now would I?
But know the influence you had on this butterfly
Who only ever wanted to fly

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