so what i do is not permitted like goal tendin in ball playin
when i spit from cans in any direction im all sprayin
holdin the chrome rustoleum while yall be parlayin
think i might as well be def cuz i aint hearin what yall sayin
too many people try to fit in whatever you do dont sweat
they cop anything from a promotion as long as theres one on the shelf left
kids that cant stop mimicking others they havent found themselves yet
i drag ink on sheets to further notice my pens stress
i got my self on lock like being made with a bench press
got sorta confused between this straight jacket and a tight vest
three eyes open at all times to realize how my life rests
i dont write enough so imma write till i feel i should write less
thoughts have come and gone, if you theiving then you were never here in the first place
bats and sports bags used for more than just robbing first base
forget that politicing i just wanna get open and rhyme
i love it like cops love patrollin hopin for crime.....

tell me what you think please ssome feedback i know its short but anyways good lookin out