poetry slam start.
ima start doing poetry slams, im feriocoius at my lyrics ima beast when i spit people cant understand me cause there always high staying up late getting lit the game of life is something i fuck with cause your born into it feels like these days get brighter the darker i feel my mind rushes and races if i start to act werid im tired im helpless and im pissed off i may b gentle but sense you looked at me the wrong way i wanna tell you to fuck off. i guess this was just a reaction to when they say im soft.
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