just spittin some shit right now, i dont even know what its gonna be about yet hahahah

i lookin in the mirror, overwhelmed with fear,
after 12 years, the final stretch is near,
i ask all my peers, what direction to steer,
my goals are mirages, reached n they dissapear,
i stuck with no plans, a distraught man,
sick of played out lines, sayin believe and u can,
well then gimmi a hand, lead me to this promiced land,
im scared of the future, might fail my last exam,
just to stay back, i aint ready to leave that,
life that i lead at, a school i succeed at,
parents will pleed that, i should believe crap,
sayin ill figure it out, but do they really mean that,
what if i dont, what will i be?
poor like my dad tryin to raise a family,
plan is faulty, im a wonderin adult see,
lost in the future, what will the result be,
my own reflection is startin to insult me,
sarcasticly askin where the fuck i'll(all) be,
sparaticly attackin me, i can hear my future calling,
i spit back, with rhymes thats wack, spittin this rap,
when im not even black, is that what i lack,
something to cling to, to help me relax,
but im payin a tax, cuz the attention it attracts,
takes away from the focus i should be putting on tasks,
to help me elevate, to heavens gate,
ask God for guidence cuz right now i cant wait,
2 more months till the coddling ends,
12 years of evolving with friends,
socially solving problems,
but now thats halting intents,
if i dont decide soon ill be stuck with appaling parents,
and paying them rent, to live in a house that 18 years ive spent,
it just doesnt make sense,
the sequence of events,
that have left me straddling lifes metaforical fence,
of who struggles and who makes dollars and cents....

shit what does ramblin on solve,
nothin. ive prob already missed my call,
but ima keep fightin for my future and stall,
povertys attempts to catch me....

meh i guess thats about my pending graduation hit me up with tonsa critisism