[Part I]
Pink blue yellow sunflowers/ my aesthetics,
Members miss–spellings/ reaching my siblings,
Some of this true/ all of em not,
Blooming to an artistic zone,
Isn't usual aspect to my home,
Might suspect I ain't from home,
As if it's an outcome of an outsiders I REaD on my phone,
yes I'm alone/ much better if u never come along,
by the way a NIRL girl is getting emo,
Not romantic but/ helping to find my way though,
My processor and heart like dory n nemo,
Sov-BR proposing to get ánimo,
Now things are awkward\ I can't just call n go,
I pray the soviet a better home than he had,
No jokes 'bout what his family's facing,
it ain't easy though I never went through one of this kind of cases,
The watches still matches,
but feels like we gon miss couple places,
we gon miss them corney jokes that made pure smiles on our faces,
look where life has taken us,
im having coke now, like a sugar coke I mean,
I don’t do Tramadol or even Morphine,
But I tremble whenever I see a plate with 4 numbers in between,
Flashbacks and sad tears/ I still be pushing front,
Disgusting them then want replays,
that’s why I can't Stop discussing myself on papers,
[Part II]
[Skit]
(phone dispatcher) : to put your favorite Drake song play
when on hold, please press 666...
(beep)
- hello
- heyy
- I called u earlier and u didn't answer
- yeah whatever, i was buzy
- oh, okay, how u doing?
- cool, mosta why r u doing this?
- doing wut? im just checkin' in
- we agreed to move on, I moved on
and so do u, u should move on too...
i'll tell u this once again,
my life ain't a game, I wanna get married, I wanna explor, I wanna live life, i don't wanna work too hard to cover the expanses while waiting patiently for u to make it a have a hit album or whatever, what u doing isn't assuring me and even u a better future life, plus u ain't having a side job...
- but...
-LOOK, i promised myself to not talk about this ever again,
especially with u, so yeah, hope ur stupid rhymes get u somewhere, imma hang up now.
-WAIT WAIT WAIIT...
Wolf, wolf, sam salem n wolf,
Not an atheist, but twisting the truth,
Preme S/ chalking peeps/ patek,
Pathetic/ at least they’re making some heat,
I imagine what would happen if I,
Release my/ lyrics,
Could I top Dr.TC’s,
Or will I be someone to tease,
(LOOK.. I CAN DO THIS... I CAN MAKE SOMETHING OUT
OF THIS.. U JUST GOTTA BELIEVE IN ME)
Pain appears to double,
My Head is like a bubble,
From thoughts all nights about em,
it’s all because of boredom,
Became so/ ignorant arrogant,
I hope you feeling this,
I hope someone in the globe might/ fit in this,
oh 17 oh 18 me/ matter fact fuck this teen shit,
19 be/ stretching me away from all the good ways,
They say/ it’s okay,
It's easy cause they don’t have to pay/
attention to me when i say,
[Skit 2]
- I KNOW WHAT IM DOING.. TRUE I DON4T HAVE MY FUTURE
PLANNED AND ALL... BUT IM CONFIDENT IN MYSELF N IN MY SKILLS...
- Don't try to convince me, it's too late, i'm about to be married next year
I lost/ my fucking focus to not focus on those,
Visuals that comes up on the usual,
Like i said im still hungry for the perfect breakfast,
24 hours a day still thinking raw about/
my break up story and how can I digest,
Futuristic problem that I can't address,
Yo listen!
The whole world's in our hands,
Just the strong one's who'll stand,
In front of his truth then defend it,
At all cost/ giving it whatever he can,
There'll always be more to a story you know,
how many rhymes can i write till im considered a king,
how many kings does it take to start rapping for hidden things,
Weird to admit it, but some of my verses ain't lit,
they have double meaning under to come out with,
You can't bump to/ or hit a blunt type shit,
Rules say 16, i use 12 per each,
What matters is how my album breach,
How the Easters and metaphors comes out clean,
And how many lessons i could teach,
With more than one project covers ain't filled with lies,
Simple colorful squares/
get you thinking about the times I had to spare,
No budget Low effort high passion for the creation,
Despite the bad n trash don't donate me ur cash,
Indeed I linked the trash to cash,
There's more in my head to your ears,
u should blame my fears, out,
[Skit]
- so for now just leave me alone... you're delusional, dreamin' 'bout crazy type shiit, u can't do this, u aint no kendrick nor jayz, u r a nobody who's just wastin' his time instead of havin' a job or following his study career...
- (Silence)
- I just don't wanna live my life miserable
- (hangs up)
