I ain't really in my feelings, My best friend is depression
I'm always holding back, Still looking for some progression
Rapping is my profession cuz music is what I'm destined
Get a job and live life is all my momma professing
In jail can't post bail, Just see me rot in a cell
Put my feelings in a verse, They telling me it won't sell
Been a loser all my life, Swear my nickname fail
The best revenge is success, But I ain't know that well
You could see the feeling in my eyes, Channel 6, We going live
Middle of Afghanistan, Tryna survive
Give some water to my seeds, I'm just hoping they thrive
Kind of different cuz I'm real, Homie asking me why
You crawling before you walk, Still analyzing my thoughts
Potential inside a box, But you lying in a corpse
Never trust a living soul, We always going to war
I ain't really in my feelings, Swear I said it before
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Rap Paradox
PuisiThis is just another book containing thoughts, poems, and songs I've written. Vote and comment or I won't keep updating.
