Runnin'

Grew up on that type of rap to really make you saranade/ wanted to create my own but thought my class place was a baracade/ sittin' up in class depressed as shit and thought my words would have no benefits but put aside this thought prejudice/ out weighed the negatives with positives and really sat and looked at all of this/ and live a life thats dramaless/ no trauma no stress/ just a grenre I live and strive to be exelente at this/ an awkward talker I guess/ i'm here to conquer at this/ never a popular kid/ and never hit the honourable list/ and not so smarticleish when I started I was garbage as shit/ there just wasn't anywhere that I seemed to fit/ but I dreamed a bit and came sixteenish/ already writing shit that people considdered genius/ and startin' to put together a team of people and I know what I wanna do I wanna be writing songs for you while you're hunting for jobs to make it through on a 9 to 5 this music shits a ride or die for me I bet I probably under caught your attention and one day i'll hit the lottery and thats the day you pay a thought to me and fully understand the hatred really got to me! Sorry But I got dreams of ridin' rari's not a sell out not in it for the money but I gotta pay the bills and the thought of bein' like all of you really kills and mark my words i'll be doin' this like for reals