shit & piss

Shout out to Olli G

 

I struggle it's hit & miss, in this puddle of shit & piss

And i'll be rich if i get another dissss

 

And ran out, i'm all in love

The way she walks, makes me wanna cuss

Hit strip clubs fuck bitches with big butts

Nigga, i'm back like people on a bus

She be wildin', she got that hot love

High looking down, i ain't even in a rush

 

Colors fade, like the troubled look on my mothers face

 

Brother stared, cupboards bared, when i went runnin' scared.

I'm gettin faded when i look on all the times we shared

 

I'm still a young kiddo, with big dreams

I haven't even yet reached my eighteenth.

I go to school with fucked up dick, wannabe, faggot teens.

Stuck in a life with old queens and regimes.

Nothin is what it is

My life only returns me to this

But y'know what they say, ignorance is bliss.

So imma put all of my time in a diss.

 

All my life, i been dreaming about being the boss.

Now i know what's the cause.

Not being able to speak up to people about my loss

But maybe that's to blame to my faults.

 

With high-technology evolving at a high-fuckin speed.

No wonder nowadays young kids is smoking crack and weed

You might not understand my words, but you can sense the heat.

When i spit these fuckin rhymes on this fuckin beat.

 

Dirty streets, loaded up trashcans, Bieber fans

 

See life is fucked up

16-year olds gettin' knocked up

Real life people gettin' trucked up

Enough of this pessimistic shit, i need to shut up.

 

Reinvented the wheel, all bent out of shape

I'm a product caught up on a shelf, plotting an escape

My glossy wrap packaging, is masking and distracting

from the fact that once you actually buy me, i'll just break.

 

Ignorant shit on the daily

Niggas goin' crazy over a bitch named Haley.

I be goin' crazy over errybody's safety

But i'm never gettin' up, cuz i'm real fuckin' lazy

 

Looking in the mirror, i can see i'm not the best kid

For me that aint an easy piesy thing to admit.

So imma get my fucking credits and my rank with it.

'Cause listening to my raps, aint no hit & quit.

 

For me to recycle dark taughts in my head.

Was like finding out my greatest inspiration was alive, when i taught he was dead

 

But i've been waiting for this moment for a long time

Finally found a way to express myself trough these rhymes.

 

As i'm writing here what i do & don't like.

My family is probably figurin' out a way, to get me to hike.

But these toughts will remain in my head trough day&night.

Cuz i always got told that you should battle with words & prevent a real fight.

 

And if there's a real god, i would appreciate a sign.

Cuz yesterday & the day before, wasn't apperantly my time.

 

But i just go with the flow, roll with my hoe, stay up from 1 to 4

And if you don't really like, just walk out the door.

go.