Ayo..
It seems I seen, so much, I'm only 19 but.
My dreams of being something more than average emcees lust.
To be; run for cream, in this game we call rap.
Play with my facts slip around & sway on a track.
Taking it back; I'm broke & needa be making the cash.
So I pave my way to pay with these raps.
Call me wack, but I aint lame faking attacks.
I'm just able to rap..
I wanna see em; sold out playing all the colleseums.
Writing rhymes mon to friday performing weekends.
Falling for the deepend & welcome to the Nostradamus show.
................This is food for thought from a starving artist bro.

I'm so fucking bored.......

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RIP jono, peace out bboy.
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