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I don't need friendship, I don't need no love feelin',
All I breathe is penmanship, and I won't see the old vision,
Can you feel my own vibe when my paper connects?
Can I reel you to my life then have my haters forget?
I feel like my mind's my own personal universe,
And I get lost in time, it's worse than a curse you imbursed,
And little did I know that the sun came down,
So I figured I won't grow until the fun comes 'round,
Then I struggle with my words and end up searching on Google,
Now I'm muddled in my world and I'm cursing the youthful,
Cause now I start to think about the problems we have,
Now how many young people we got locked in rehab?
As I'm sitting back watching y'all throttle your bottles,
I'm thinking that the qualms are that y'all model whore problems,
That's why I'm in my room and away from my friends,
I guess I'm a recluse by the rage of the pen.
Flowed on this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKK5HMfJZzc
Try to read it without Proof in the background or remember the melody. I feel like I fell off a bit lately, hopefully this is an improvement!