Just take a seat and while your at it, take some notes
And if ya piss me off, i might slit some throats
My ballin skills are mad, and i take a lot of shit
From people who think they're good, but they ain't even legit
I keep my emotions inside all bottled up
And one day, i know there gonna erupt
Just hope I don't go off on you, cuz I got a lot of hate
Especially for that queer coach named KJ
His head is in the clouds, he thinks he is always right
But he's not, you can tell as easy as day and night
I could go on and on bout him, but i ain't
Hopefully in the future i become a rap saint
One day i'll be reconized for the shit that i spit
One day people will reconize that i'm lyrically fit
Until that day comes, i will keep dreaming
Improving my rap game keep it gleaming
I'm done for now, but i will be back soon
To take you off in my journey; spittin' some tunes


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