i got a story to tell, and its gonna take-some-time, its about tha negativity in people who fake-tha-rhyme, wish i could just erase-ya-mind//

always frontin, smokin blunts-n-drinkin, this bullshit got me thinkin, tired of wakin up high and stinkin, sun in my eyes im blinkin//

so i wipe out tha cold, wish i didnt have to fight for my soul, wish i could just relax and light my bowl, despite my goals, still tryin for diamonds wit coals//

still i stay depressed and stressed, with words im blessed, but i still cant best, my will to overcome tha rest, so i congest from tha ses, nothin less//

this may be a vent, and still i repent, on tha negative messages i sent, underlined italics and bold with dark tints, even w/ u believin it still makes no sense//

sometimes i feel trapped, like my brain just snapped, tha whole world attacks, so i go to purchase a sack, then roll one and relax, contemplate all tha facts.........

sorry this was short it unfinished even though its sort of topicless im still gone write some more shit too it, tell me hat yall think.~1~