Plainspoken Rage

Enough of being the lowest

Time to outwrite and show it to my foes

My opponents

Stay focussed

Be potent with your flows that you engross from head to toes

In, fear and danger, the coldest of sinners know it

Lyrics that appear to show pain in paper, whispers of killers and drinkers

Broken figures and winners that never made it

Awoken violence that speaks to you but you ignore 'cause you're faded'

Asshole I'm aggravated

And I may be hated by you, but trust me to be more irritated

I'll murder you with rhymes and rhythms, synonyms that make you agitated

I'm a young light rapper that grew up and went heavyweight, when I generate

Offending lines, educated insults that I will spur out my mouth till I die