somtimes i jus wanna go in to a conner and cry//
wish i could fuckin jus die//
my life is a fuckin lie//
u may say i can rap//
but u better watch out, caus eill get ya when u turn ur back//
then isnt a debate//
jus degrate//
im not feelin to grate//
nock ya over da head wit the crate//
hit ya over da head with this slate//
yeah i got nocked out over a gurl, its a sad song//
but fuck dat i moved on//
this is my holy matramony//
rappin with my home-e//
this is really happnin//
me jus rappin//
im gonna add suicide to my list of things to do//
try to sedn me to a mental home and u will be sued//
im not tryin to be rude//
u ever be hated//
or disgriminated//
i got to go now, and do somtin//
maybe meet up wit my punkin//