was a tight peice caspah,i know exactly how you feel with that,great flow fo rthe most half,fell off maybe once or twice i felt but picked up agian so easily.

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....


liked the ending

spittin this rap,
when im not even black, is that what i lack,

i felt ya on these lines,cats say they aint hating on you for racial terms but foreal,you aint they colour they gonna hat eyou no doubt unless you loaded with cash foreal.shits weak as all hell,but thats all there is.


of who struggles and who makes dollars and cents....

shit mad ture nahmean,some cats got it easy and some got it way to hard,then you got the pressure to be successful and if you aint your bound to feel close to nothing...dark world...


the sequence of events,
that have left me straddling lifes metaforical fence,

those lines were tight...

im out on this cat,shit was tight,peep my spit directions nahmean,see if you can make anysense of the shit haha,tell me wha tyou got from it,cats is sleepin on it foreal,dunno why though.but sall good...
propz

bismillah