I'm upset of obsession,
And possessed from depression.
Cuz I regret my all my lessons,
That I expressed at my sessions,
Oppressing all my aggressions.
That's like a tounge game,
So I gave the young brain,
some advice for that num pain.
You be definitely dumb Maine.
So here we go again.
I'm just sittin
rappin
like I'm only ten.
Ima take your freaking friends,
and than treat them,
like they're aliens,
while I be rappin,
better than,
Eminem.
I'm a burst like I'm blooming,
I'm sick of public assuming,
So ima do it,
I'm moving, the music, grooven,
sick of consuming,
And confusing.
Dude I know that I'm loosing.