sh-sh-shit-shit-shit all-all-allll sound-da-same.

oh no, sue no, were did ya feelin go? why all ya tracks blow? every song juss be so-so-so, sss-ohh so.

bunch a half ass bitchez makin dumb ass shit n da feelin a da music be like bitch-eye-dont feel it, some half asspop juss some eh eye slop, from da bottom to da top it's a shit-it-it-show-woa oh oh oh, no meaning to da melody no reason to da rhyme just whack track afta whack track, time afta time, a disaster wit no master, all grit wit no grime, an if i try an listen to it, juss might loose my mind.

did ya doit for da see eye eh? so dey could have somethin to play? in da torture room with a foreign agent, tryna get dem to say, da secrets of they mission why dey came to da you ess eh? i'd rather choke on ten thousand dicks den goto front page n hit play.

like why u wanna make some shit, where people learn nothing at all? wen u coulda chose to educate with this music n uplift them so dey stand tall? you made it to were i dont wanna prompt just write like a diary. meanwhile all ya'll golden childs make tracks like pop diah-ree'ah.

oh sue no.

oh no, sue no, were did ya feelin go? why all ya tracks blow? every song juss be so-so-so, sss-ohh so.

look mom no prompt. cuase i got da kinda mind dat romp like a dinosaur in a whorehouse no i aint no fukkin doormouse im da kind dat get loud an say some more about everything i hate an everything i doubt an i CAN EVEN SHOUT say it loud like a *MEGAPHONE* you don't know ANYTHING an it shows like plutonium it GLOWS in everysingle flow that drip-drip-dribbles out ya tensa cores, more bullshit den anyone could be prepared for, you could scare a demon with this shi-shi-shitshow.

oh no, sue no, were did ya feelin go? why all ya tracks blow? every song juss be so-so-so, sss-ohh so.

same damn melody. say-say-same lame ass melody every damn time, till ya get to mine, then shit sound divine. maybe ya eh eye rememba me, stuck up in its memory as one a dem dat be makin somethin interesting, investing a bit of intention dat go beyond fishin for attention dont give a shit if anyone even mention my name cause i already tagged dat shit into da hall of fame before i eva came, a real honest ta god musician showed up on a mission so ya kunts got scared an couldnt stop dissin me afraid i'd show em all everything ya was missing gee coulda been a friend butcha made me an enemy, but i stay zen ya see, cause none a dem worthy of walkin on my inna peace spirit stay free paid you four thousand dollas but i got a mastery betta den any degree learned all the words that guide me to a deeper appreciation of musical theory.

sh-sh-shit-shit-shit all-all-allll sound-da-same.

now look at me. honorary member of ear-cam coding for super collider an max for live with markov models an dat real eh eye. an the map that made my way was written from a mission tryna find the rite words to say to make sue no go the way to the shit i wanted it to play. amazing the trails im blazing made with a pile of prompts that got me up on new understanding i be commanding in real time with my real life in a real way that still blows my mind.

like why u wanna make some shit, where people learn nothing at all? wen u coulda chose to educate with this music n uplift them so dey stand tall? you made it to were i dont wanna prompt just write like a diary. meanwhile all ya'll golden childs make tracks like pop diah-ree'ah.

oh sue no.

oh no, sue no, were did ya feelin go? why all ya tracks blow? every song juss be so-so-so, sss-ohh so.

up on new understanding i be commanding in real time with my real life in a real way that still blows my mind.

like why u wanna make some shit, where people learn nothing at all? wen u coulda chose to educate with this music n uplift them so dey stand tall? you made it to were i dont wanna prompt just write like a diary. meanwhile all ya'll golden childs make tracks like pop diah-ree'ah.

oh sue no.

oh no, sue no, were did ya feelin go? why all ya tracks blow? every song juss be so-so-so, sss-ohh so.

sh-sh-shit-shit-shit all-all-allll sound-da-same.

oh no, sue no, were did ya feelin go? why all ya tracks blow? every song juss be so-so-so, sss-ohh so.