the mic gots me thinking about my life
like will this career of mine end in strife
i practice everyday but do i go any where
havent battled in weeks do i still care
i thought rappin was about expressin yaself
but the money got niggas corruptin ones self
so now its about gold jewlerly and fly bitches
and how many bullet holes ya got or how many stitches
its suppose to be how you feel about life and put it in verse
not about how ya came up in the game and put niggas in a herse
this may concern some but in this verse most owe-it-to-me
we need to bring it back up and start expressin like poetry