My rhymes so My dreams so Give it a purpose, life itself isn't meaningful Now that's the truth, I'm for the youth That's aiming for the top but falling from the Here we, we go again, with my paper and my pen Summer 2012 its the of the end, or is it? Exquisite lyrics, you hear it or do you it Jammin' in my car, smelling like teen I see a star falling the sky, should I catch it I wanna die in my car, should I it
This drug you hooked once, should I test it Yes no maybe so, now its for me to grow of my flow, Do I ever get to know what my real is, why am I so imaginative Adverb, pronoun, noun, verb, Mouth running, shit, cool it with the laxatives But its time, to recognize signs lootin' stores, kill whoever, I don't mind If you see me, don't bro me if you know me That to you, you, you and all my homeys
Cause knows me, and nobody told me How to write poetry, this fucking owes me I've ever wanted, fuck you and fuck your life Fuck you everyday, fuck you every at all the fucks I give I should start a charity Bitches thinking they in love, bitches to scare me Only love is family, and my dog charlie If you've seen a white English dog call me All I want out of this world is a world All I is a metaphysical dream girl
To smoke DMT and weed at the universe Trying to figure out how, is giving birth To all of reality, if had gravity Would we fall forever or hit the ground I wanna step the Universe and see whats all around I don't believe in anything, not even myself Only way to wake up the dream is through death But I keep my sanity, or whatevers Cause I gotta keep striving, opposite of stay alive and, always keep trying