Cloud raining down upon me/ but I'm coming as fast as sonic/they say I'm demonic/ill minded/ wrongly guided/aha but people like that we're born with silver spoons/ never left there room/ saw the worLdld but didn't see the truth/ I've seen more than you can imagine and I'm in my youth/lonely troop/ never a trust a group/they'll turn on you/ when everything brews/ never had a crew/ just the clothes on my back/ notebook full of raps/ backwards cap/ feel the cold rain/ feel my pain/ I don't want the fame/ I want the change/ I can't go on living these days/ I just want full plate/ big appetite/ with a flow half as nice/ I'd be done if i didn't have a pad to write/roaming the corridors/ reciting horricore/ sorry for my temper/ catch me in the ba!@&(t writing evil scriptures/ hanging body parts that were dismembered/ I don't fit in/ my friends are figments/ of my imagination/ I feast of faces/ snacking on bath saults/ ill leave you face down in asphalt/ Gorrila in the mist/getting this scrilla so swift/I shine bright with no high beams/ I slide in like ice cream/every night I have a different fling/ I'm grabbing bigger dreams/just feel my hunger/ I get it wet enough to calabanga/I'm coming from the under/ no silver spoons/ I want my meal ticket to sit in the dinner room/ just me and my soldiers/ I'm growing older/ realize the world is colder/enough power to everybody on earth touched/team touché we hurt stuff/ I rose from the dirt bruh/now I'm sitting on clouds/ looking down/ at everyone who didn't like my sound/ when It comes to this music %#@! I'm a blood hound/ you make no sense like throwing water balloons in the ocean/ just go with the motion/ if I'm not in your girl stroking/ I'm in the booth flowing/ never save a hoe/ but the rhythm is heroic/ ever bar I spit you can quote it/Diamond rosarys/ these (*##$es love me cause these $#&@ boys ain't close to me/Feast in these streets/ $#&@ peace/i monster ball/your lines aren't real like fishing Rods/ ill leave you stretched out like you're on a cross/I'm a boss/ill bring the sticks to this beef like a shish kabob/the way I come through these hoes hearts throb/hard knock/ my small dots a have you covered liked chick poxs/ me and my goons will kill the room/ your girl confuses my Jon Witherspoon/ so were will you be when it pops off/ I know your (*##$ will be in back lockjawed/so frankly how you gonna deal with this hot sauce/ my sqaud raising them/ @@#! back have your dome looking like a stadium/What youWhat you know about hustle/pain and struggle/grind till I'm rubble/ get your (*##$ from my huddle/