I'm feelin down y'all,.... cold-lonley, phychotic-iv lost it!!//
pen and paper is my only source of anitibiotics//
i'm js feelin low,so i try,.. and confide in ma' friends, those 'lovely' people who spose 2 stick by YOU til the end//
man, i can't even find love,.. in a female no more,.. coz most of these bitches they aint nuthin but whores//
like obie, i jus want to find me a 'Lady', to make babies, or shal i jus get Sarah to slay me?// (Sarah Michelle-Gellar)
coz its hopeless, no press, no stress-hopeless........
I been fightin im frieghtend, wil i return to the place? where my maker-creator: has he saved me a place???//
it kinda funy how iv gone from being a nobody to being hated b everybody, so now ill end this conclution to tha story.....

can i get sum feedbk on ma rhyme cheers