Stuck in a position just like a beginning
Making compostions on mics for winning

My status is gone and ain't getting it back
Am I Bothered?
Positively I quickly shone while repping rap
Im not sure..
Defecting tracks so I'm cutting my past out
But now I hover
Never used to, now concocting math of lout
Got no cure..
Like aids this new life invades me with death
Will I die?
Never complain i can't pertain to spit the best
I'm not sure..
Never the best before but i'm closer to hip hop
Now I'm fly..
I wish i could go back!! Hate how clips popped
Seen Mature
Is it really?
Only when i lecture literature do peeple feel me
I'm not sure
Lifes mixed me up and It seems im going shortly
I'm so Silly
Trying to transfer troubles into representive text
I was lured
Never going back!! that was an exspensive hex
To be hip hop
To stick dots..

I'm just enfurling my furthering of the english language..
Evolving myself controling whats delt so i don't damage..
My life again, then be famished for fame in my fascia
I'm done busy busting alliteration so I will see ya later
If i go too far then theres no turning back to the old
Involved in shit so deep I am it and reap the control
Deceived my hold so now I'm gripping a new beginning
Gripping my crew..wuRd.. i'm always due to shimmering