Prodigal

[Emadyville]

I wrote this to Mart85's prodigal beat, just trying to get some feedback, you'll obvious understand my approach to the song for the beat, when it's finished i should have it up on myspace so you all can check it out, hoping for feedback please, thanks.

The party animal and the best member,
No contest or venture to drink up a temper,
Drank from September straight through December,
Never missed a weekday all through November,
It wasn’t peer pressure, it was more-so lesser,
Never left without the flask from his dresser,
Or next to Ruth and Mantle on Zach’s mantle,
The handle he always had of Jack Daniels,
Blonde hair blue eyes, Abercrombie flat sandals,
Too much to drink and takes shots of that sample,
He can’t keep his hand still, another damn example,
A scandal grabbing his keys to leave Randall’s,
Driving down highways thinking mountains are anthills,
His car is now and anvil, behind the wheel’s a vandal,
Swerved across the median everyone in the van killed,
Six funerals and everyone cries passing out candles…

Who would have expected, he was never neglected,
Joe Stephens clean breathing and respected,
Until someone is teaching he never confessed it,
Gets intertwined his mind and chest congested,
First he seemed revoked, now it’s obscene how stoked,
The skunk he’d grope acts like a punk he’s broke,
It’s not sex no chance of disease he joked,
Higher than a ski slope he’s a kid on a tree rope,
His friends tell him he’ll croak and never sees his folks,
Now always doped the smell in his clothes soaked,
On his knees he choked from the weed he smoked,
He can’t cope, nope him and his drugs aloped,
A bad deal ends in violence, they stood in silence,
Drugs he married it varied now carried by tyrants,
Now the sirens are loud a crowd appears around,
Now the sound drowned by falling tears to the ground...

Her parents divorced, so of course it forced,
Her into a corner no one warned her the coarse,
Of actions that would cause a chain reaction,
Her heart is broken but still remains in fractions,
One half what once was, one quarter the past,
And one fourth the boyfriend she remains to have,
So she thinks it’s love and no glove’s about,
When she’s above he shoves her to pull it out,
No joking she thinks they’re smoking lovers,
Legs open holding until it’s broken rubbers,
And it’s a sad day, so much for a bad day,
Who cares about mom what will dad say?
And the rumors start not smart she’s unstable,
No fable and she’s stuck forever labeled,
This whole mess to her is simply distorted,
Goes by herself to have the baby aborted,

[Marsh devileny]

I like this drop nice work man... keep it up