I don't got no back-up plans if this don't work out
poetry and rhythm is all i am about
my folks bag on me they say I'll never make it
i read 'em my rhymes but they say they hate it
but what do i care? what do they know?
all that matters is 'dey rhyme 'n 'dey flow
i spill my heart into each verse
talking about how life's a curse
each new line symbolizes something, someone, somewhere
and if you don't like it kiss my white naked a-s-s coz i don't care
my rhymes are my life ain't no one gonna take it
look in this mirror, see your nose? I'm gonna break it
for now I'll sit and vibe
until my anger starts to subside
and then I'll write a new rhyme
so my hatred for you can be frozen in time!
