Here are the lyrics...I normally don't post my lyrics, but my quality isn't up to par. I want you all to get what I spit. NEW MIC IS COMING SOON!


Self Esteem


Verse 1


I'm like a tweeter speaker soundin' high, amplified, damn if I
Start to raise my game up, the haters lay in wait to
Stick dey left foot out to bring me down a level
Devil's level, level with me, y'all have never met a thorough
Cat, I respect the perils that bedevil me and leave me sterile
Givin' birth to dreams, no longer concerned
Though, I'm disturbed yo, and don't have a sign to hang
Up, so they bang and buck until I hang it up
Like I'm talkin' to a rude telemarketer
Tha Q, had to lock him up, cuz dude was failin' lots of stuff and
Suffocatin', I saw more shit than a country kid
Fertile lies, hurt me like fertilizer stink
I heard a certified shrink...try to sell me caca-doo
And do me over, "you a loser you will never move a unit"
Ooo I never knew I could do it, I can change the whole
World and...live in a world where they give a shit

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Hook: 2x

I can see my dream, but the past can seem
To gleam past the present, I'm a bastard peasant
I mean, no, but, they laugh and jester, please I askin'
The Lord provide more before I die Lord



Verse 2

Lookin' back, can suck me through a vortex
Devastation, heavy laden, lower than a corvette
And more death, it was my personal Dark Age
I 'roamed' alone, then converted to arcane
Practices, God was vain, cold and callous
I stole for grain, while my soul was scattered
Got it the worse about my habit to flow vain
And babel like the tower, no pain, no way, I battled
Rode a saddle on the horse shit, and tried to force it
Before I knew it......thought of grippin' the four-fifth
Hit the floor with, force, split the hemispheres equal
Down the middle like latitude, now I'll film the sequel
Like a drama, part 2....like Obama, I'm a vision of
Alotta things possible, wirh God things are possible
To he who believes, and keeps his hope like leaves
Evergreen, not deciduous, never drop ya vision, uh