fukin' here i go, thinkin' about suicide again
killin' kids endin' beginnings you aint no friend
tryin' to soothe me with your soft talkin', i aint listenin'
a woman or a bitch, a prayer or a wish
fukin' with a rubber or not, fukin' why not
kill yourself but first kill them to
aint you learned by now, nobody gives a fuk about you
they encourage the smarter ones, the calmer one
makin' you puke up on yourself and they thinkin' you dumb
one parent family and they lookin' down on me
like its my fault im fukin' crazy
punches whelp, tormented but motherfuk seekin' help
i can do shit on my own do it all up my own
and now he's fuked up in the head by the time he's grown

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aim-airforceonez32

i like this piece here .... your aight... this wasnt nuttin special but you stayed on point the whole time which i thought made this better then what it was......good job kid.....

return a favor here called "ho"

weak, and this was weak because it was elementary in content. nothing really original, lack of multis or imagery or vocab. you need to elavate your style, grabbing guns and blasting is played to death, especially if you arent doing it in real life.

rhymes were good, but you had simple words