Freestyle
 

My life is rough//
Goin through this system....u gotta be tough//
Day after day.....it gets worse//
And eventually it wares you out.....and u no longer curse//
Something is goin wrong...so u go and see a tharapy nurse//
She cant help u......the problem is just too confusing//
It hurts and hurts till ur brain gets tired of all the brusing//
U think of lots of thing and how much intelligance ur losing//
U almost wanna comitt suicide.....but u cant and u wont//
Everything in ur mind begins to float//
Its ur life and u try to catch it but it floats even higher//
And then it floats so high...u dont go after it,its to high to desire//
Everyone talking trash about u...callin you a fag and a liar//
But ur telling the truth and thats all that matters//
U just keep thinkin on the couch and u get even fatter//
All along it wasnt just a mini problem that could be solved//
Your tellin the truth...but then they say u were involved//
But sometime u hope it will go away but it never disolves//
All of a sudden ur found not guilty//
So u clean up and take a shower cuz ur all filthy//
U have had this problem since u were ten//
U fall asleep hoping it will never happen again.

PEACE IN THE WORLD