Quality's Falling

Verse 1: Young kid,Age 9,Wanted to rhyme Yeezy dropped dropout which was high at the time But his lines were too personal to come from the person So at 9, I chose to right mine Little youngin' with dreams so vivid like HD picture Put 100 on flow,Bro I can't kick witcha Cause I'm tryna make it out of this hole Plus the rap life need a little bit more soul Selling souls for bugattis,Fake like illuminati Probably never saw a Glock in life,Nor caught a body Copy every little thing he seen on TV Laid on it on wax,Then tried to sell the CD Hook: Down (Quality Falling) Verse 2: 808 Kick, Boom Bap shit Gasoline Flow near a lit matchstick Matched it,The power of early Nas on his Illmatic Causing havoc,Where's the casket? Telepathic,Conversive verses speak to you Open old would so people I bleed for you Seek for you,A better voice for tomorrow Bring better a blueprint of seeing through the sorrow Arron Afflalo,Shot for success Spit a witty metaphor & then I start to progress Address my flaws,Aggress the cause Make these silly minstrel niggas recess faux pas cause Hook: Down (Quality Falling)