I had feelings. I felt them. I took those feelings I felt and wrote them. Then I recorded that feeling into lyrics which I then recorded. I hope you like it. I am  not some artist, I literally do this to maintain my sanity. So, what you hear isn't Measured or thought out. It's unfiltered and it makes me feel good, I hope it does the same for you: 

I'm sorry, no I'm not
I gave you niggas every flow I got
About to blow my top
Brought a knife to every war I fought
So I guess you need to know my thoughts
It all started as a lowercase e...
Feelings were discarded but they won't replace me
Watching rats align with cats to go and chase cheese
Oh relax, you know the cash don't motivate me
See, I'm a problem bc I think too much
I see the patterns that'll link you fucks
Fact of the matter, I could beat you up
But the root of the solutions elude us
Got me squinting trying to see through dust
What a conundrum, why rumble with a dumb dumb?
There's hundred hum drum bums that I could cut a crumb from
Still they flung scum until the sun come
Then run from accountability as if it stung them 


Verse 2

It's not working, so I'm hurting where the joy went
It's not working, like your words on unemployment
It's not working, like they pushing on a pull door
It's not working, but they still using full force
A million hospitals but they sick in every bed
Repeat it... And it's insanity the dictionary said
So they giving Terry meds, to fix his scary head
Maybe the worlds broken, I'm just sensing their repair
Yea yea... they sent a missionary here
I sensed him and the pistol that he bares
Near his hip and then he misses every flare
Lucky me, but he reloads as he sucks his teeth
So I dip with my bag real fast  like a cup of tea...

SameDeferenceXDanBailey

Forget my music. It means nothing, so I deleted it all. But what are you working on? I'll listen, like and follow accordingly.

SameDeferenceXDanBailey

Eville