Droppin bars over Nikes on my feet by mac miller
on that deeper shiiiit

He used to think everybody was so tough man
Hustled for a buck in the lunchine fuck man
Put up on a pedistole bout everything he did but
Threw the middle finger up when times came to push and shove
Little shy kid scared before his speechs
Doodled on his notepad while the teacher preached shit
Not a misfit but stands out from the crowd 
Tryna make a life in sports gotta make his father proud
Getting good grades till he got in junior high
Ran into some friends and they made him think not to try
So he skid buy passin with c and d’s
Chillin after school with boys instead of practicing
Getting bitched at cuz he didn’t clean his room
Getting sick n tired of his coachs saying what to do
So he fell deep walkin down the broken path
Knowin when he got down there he wasn’t coming back
 
The unpleasant dreams in my sleep keep me wide awake
All the things I did in the past keep me wide awake
Stepping through regret and the fear keep me wide awake
Dialated eyes in the dark cuz im wide awake

He Got to highschool with the long blonde hair
Lookin like hippy do no one even fuckin cared
Fell asleep in class cheatin almost every test
Copied most the answers down all the rest he had to guess
All the football players sayin join the team
Made one hand catch like a days routine 
But his nerves struck down on his conscience
Quitin after one year say goodbye to college
Not a single dream ran through the kids head
Long nights wide awake on his death bed
Always misread judged as a pot head 
Always been against it I better try it then..

He had an attitude everytime he broke a rule
Always getting into trouble cuz he never payed his dues
Just a lazy dude putting up a strong front
Acting like he wasn’t dumb even after 4 blunts
Startin selling games tryna get to 20 bucks
Anything he had to do just fuckin smoke a dub
That’s how life was on the path to be a bum
That’s my story dude who the fuck you think that was


Wide Awake

It’s a quarter past 8 in the morning im off work now
Take a shower get in bed and let my stress pour out
Sleep a couple hours then my phone starts ringing
Calvins on his way to chill rolls on up his bag is stinkin
Bout 12 couple couch potatos getting baked..
Got my mind runnin circles so I hit the brakes..
Pull the pen and paper out write a couple lines
Forgettin bout the time with all the lines that I recite
I make it sound real nice and print the verses out
Nick is workin 9 to 5 I guess ill wait it out
Gotta kill some more daylight time to ball
My shot is off but im dunkin like the king lebron
Playing 21 late nights Is in the past
Funny cuz them times always seem to come on back
My homies got my back and never stabbin it
So I aint gotta fret a fuckin thing When the famine hits

Times getting rougher my budgets keep on sinking low
Scared of being nothing and becoming just a scarecrow
My mommas bickerin again man it never ends
Just Let my chill with my girl and smoke with my friends
But then depression hits now what the fuck is this
Aint no doctor in the world can help you with your problem mitch
Go head and walk the plank fall in that pit of snakes
Cutting off the light from your world ya close the drapes
But on the record he rapes the most talent in the state
putting out his shit but noone give the time of day
why cant you listen to him zone out and smoke shit to him
learn the words to all his songs fuck your bitch while bobbin to him
its cuz im under cover im hiding in the covers
homie can you pull em off me im tryna get discovered
it aint no wonder ima person livin in the dark
im full of gas but im lookin for my fuckin spark

for those who know me you can see that im upove the bar
and those who dont ill be smoking joints in my garage
takin hits with ma, bumpin school boy q
homicidal to the mic is something you can link me too
im almost 20 dude I got some shit to prove
care to think of how ill spit when I reach the age of 22?
Fuck a booth I make my shit in livin rooms
Broker then a pair chicks resembling an ugly brute
You faggots sit to pee boy I stand to poop
Either way it never matters cuz im still an average dude
With the northwest delight im feelin right
Wont you light it up to this and play through it bout every night
Nah you prolly wont but hey that’s fine with me
This year you hatin me you’ll love me in another 3 
So where the music at who got a couple grams
Scared from the public Im a menace to the art of rap



See My Scars

No matter your wealth or race, everyone goes through life changing experiences over time. Here are some of my thoughts, feelings, and stories I have compiled over the last 2 years. My Sweet Addictions. Big thanks to everyone in the Merclife crew for making this project possible. Enjoy!

Wavy (Ft. Nick Kahl)

Wealthy Knowledge

The Buzz (Ft. Nick Kahl)

Space Cadet

Sweet Addictions

Motion (Ft. Nick Kahl & Fdot)

Tough Luck

Intro (First Skipped Message)

First release off my upcoming project! (lyrics coming soon)

50/50

Night Stroll

Second release off my upcoming project. It's been an interesting journey these last few years. Care to hear about it?

Deflection

Oregon Grown.
26 years of age.
Sculpting the craft for the last decade.

Mitch Kerr

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