I don't expect much.
I'm so complex, my songset is on the calm, but wrong breath
When dawn lets, the palms sweat, and nervous I am
My pawns that, are in my control like conquest
It's unfortunate how I roll like a 'Nam Vet
My service is breaking your cervix
Imperfect is just not my verdict
Yes this is another rhyme, praising how good I am
Trying to utilize my time, raising my foot again
Till I smash the gas, Pedals down and snap
Clash and crash, plastered back, like a massive attack
On this brilliant, psycho laden, master track
Nope, I guess i'm not different then any other rapper
I'm just generic, "Oh look how good I am" Except I can say it faster
There must be merit, but I can't trust my larynx
How can I be different, my lyrics just rhyme to rhyme
I guess I should go to prison, or sell some drugs from time to time
Wish I could tell a story and say +Baby Don't Cry+
Or have +Suicidal Thoughts+ in the back of my mind
Or welcome myself saying, +Hi, My Name is+ me
I'm the illest rapper and dopest MC
'Cept I can't freestyle, write rhymes, tell stories, or make beats
Yeah, that's me.