just me
 

I stilll dream of the one who I wanted to rule along my side
my pride crushed, my mouth hushed, my heart and mind collide
the ultimate ride, moods swinging in flaccid phallic dreams
Attacking these ballad things like a love hater, a drama king

I don't want to pour out my heart like 40's on the street...
so what I feel incomplete and unfulfilled in my current state
I remain poker faced and lace some of the tightest rhymes around
I'm genius bound and practically got a crown for the sound
of the words I place in rows like x's or o's in tic tac toe
But life I seem to not be able to tackle despite how hard
how much, and how furiously I try to gain that final slice
Like playing cee-lo with a pro throwing out weighted dice
Seems to be a recurring thing in my life, not just nocturnal
the options seem null and it burns slow into my mental
but an inferno rages inside every tight quote or smart remark
from whenever I open up my heart, I'm somehow left out in the dark
So excuse it if i'm rude, .... just kindly palm past...
my name, you know..my online tag, ....HEAT

la lalalala/...dada da...lada da da
fa...fa lala laaaa. la da da da...da da

Emotions suck so i flex robotic from my lips
.......I'm a mess that no moppin' would ever fix... bitch

upp'in this bitch

upp'in this shit