nice as hell

can't lose what I allready found what was lost just know its here in flesh fresh out hell with flow with emotions scorching to get back to paper pay me what you owe mf want me to sell out and sell my soul when am from the bottom of the concrete I am really with it reality equipped with it when I see life as motion picture u nigga motivated to move mountains with a foundation flow from years building you didn't even know I was this nice until the beat let me rip with my pain wishing a mf would pity to fool being foolish like couldn't rap never can't me out I am one of the baddest to freestyle from paper or either Freestling freedom of speech cold as winter freeze but chilling in flow when in levitates then I only let it escalate when it escape from my soul sorrows mean but meaning ever world I say from day to day I write