The Jmo Special

Check me out, I'm in slacks and dress shoes

Buttoned up shirt with a slicked styled hair dew.

I rap to the beat God gives me

Unpredictable, yo better know that the flow is in me.

I don't look like your average type of rapper,

But don't judge a candy til you unraveled its wrapper.

Chocolate, caramel and a pinch of whipped cream,

I'm original, don't mix me in the mainstream.

Breaking stereotypes since I was 13

Bad at math, science and the karate team.

Since I was young, I had drive, passion and heart,

Heard my first rap single

Tried it out and from the start

I rapped strictly for events and promos.

Missin' my boy YongBak, no homo.

Slowly I started to write rap for praise,

Til, I wrote about the struggles of my bad days.

 

Yea, Check me out and hear me out before you chew me out.

Let me take you to verse two.

Ha, here we go.

 

(JMO)

It's in my blood, talented and musical.

The way my life turned out, its unbelievable.

Which is how this album came out to be,

Expressing myself, a journal for me.

So even though I thought about expressing my pain

With my lyrics in hopes to bless you

Through the rain, desert or hell or pit you've fallen into,

Give me a chance it's probably something I've been through.

Don't get me wrong I ain't got them answers.

Don't face your pain, watch it will grown like cancer.

I invite you, follow me and take my hand.

I'll take you on a journey through this desolate land. 130

Let's hop on this ride safari style

A trip through my mind, tribulations and trials.

You'll see my alter ego stepping way out of line.

But you'll also see my heart, floating on cloud nine. 140

Like I said, it's my diary entry

Where most of these songs I wrote strictly for me,

But today I'd like to share it wit ya'll

Ladies and gents, the Jmo Speical's call.