I'm just waking up for my dream world, basically it means what it means when yall sleep, I like to be a step ahead of you guys wit my wordplay. Not a rapper at least until I get in the booth & spit some shit. I think if I stop playing & get serious I can spit about anything...Cuz 17 years of my life I've been through a-lot, more than some of the old heads I know. I'm talking about rappin becuz I think that everyone wants rap for the money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes, I suppose ,but I think about things I know thats what people call successful..but at what cost? I mean all those things can corrupt a mind & change a person. Yea, money changes everyone.....
I think when sit down, & think about a-lot of shit I can go in....I'm not talking about gunplay cuz Honesty I never ever held one in my life. I seen people use them but, lets not get into all that.lol. But yeah I'm not the violent type unless neighbors get tough like at the party last night. We'll talk about that some other time cuz we might have to diss these spectacular ass niggas.lol. But My flow would be Drizzy Drake Rodgers, Have yet to hear him rap about shootin motherfuckers...lol.
Yea, I can't sing tho. but I can go in like him tho. Just though I write a blog haven't in a few days. Neighbors prolly been knockin on my door like where Leak at? Yeahhhhh? I miss ya'll too. & by sprinter I mean track cuz I'm running this year!
Winter & Spring....I need a varsity letter at least one. Yadamean!
L.F.B.
Shoutout.
Jeff
Piz
J.Knight
Chrishawn
M.Stackz
Old Heads..Too Many Of Yall to Name.
S.2.B.T.C. Yadamean!
I Love You Dirah!
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