Somethin quick written in class....

Yo...
Yall like to call me one of those wack individuals, you cant even see me "spit" cuz im just invisible. I make gods green earth very "unlivable"//
I got more than just letters and comprehension, listen to what i say and "mention", cuz when i speak, i "grab" everyones attention//
I more than a rapper, to other im a teacher, i say some pretty deep shit, make you think i was a fuckin "preacher", cuz i come "first" in yo life, and now i'm the numba one "feature"//
This word just full of crack heads and guns, cuz now the game bout money, most fuckers neva wanna have fun, and now theythink im "family?" and they think they can call me "son"?//
I live and die for dis game, im searchin high, i'm lookin fo fame, cuz unlike you, i find something i like, then i claim//
I like to make my raps show a "point, then they hit u so hard, hurts to move any of ur "joints", but trust me nigga, i'm still gangsta, even if i dont have a gun attatched to my "groin"//
Live, rap, write, whatever it takes, cuz its what i do each day and each night, this is how i live, this is how i "survive"//


Payce...

This was aight...........but could have been better