#rappoet

Let me give you a lecture Gonna pop a few rhymes And let you see the texture Of the back of my mind Where the thoughts and the dreams Of a broken mind cry and why Do I tell you this? Because I try to be the best Like the rest of these people I don't go to church but I'll jump from the steeple Cause I can't take the pain from the thoughts and they're lethal And it's all because of people And people are the weapon that are the most lethal

I'll give you a list that I know is gonna piss Off the majority, authority and bastards in it just for glory But this ain't no time to worry Not about a little white boy with a story more tragic and gorey Then the fuckin Dahmer story

Baby mamas, drama mamas not closing their legs With the bed rockin on it's mutha fuckin pegs And the dead beat dads that are glad they got to escape Responsibility it's killin me fuckin really it's killin me Seein these little kids gettin picked by feds and social services Oh here we go with the nervousness Droppin kids in a fuckin foster home with monster folks They say they are protectin em but that's a fuckin joke Wakin up to being choked in a world so cold it's like these kids are being sold

I'm gonna jump to another scenario Thats more painful then attempts at the lost levels of Mario I'm stuck in a Limbo Let me tell you some of the things that I've been through Seven years old with a mom in the back room Back room of a strange mans house Givin him honey for the money Lettin my stepdad think everything was all sunny Bright as hell fake as hell and I remember that bell Five rings on the grandfather clock So I went to the door and I gave it a knock I've seen this before I've seen this before My daddy makin love with my mommy in the bedroom Everybody has those walkins but the things I'm seein are just rude Suckin the dick of another dude I can see it through the crack in the door She got in the car and all i could think Was how much much this nasty bitch really did stink