3…2…1 let’s get it! Yeah, I thinkI am a lost person. Every day I step outside a see a land of version of a Gerson. The rhythm is the only thing that keeps me fired up, I feel like a monster that makes age go up. So drop the club. Yeah! The world feels like a inside house full of a mouse. You might think I ain’t a good rapper but the text might make you a napper. These words will start to verify your brain. So yeah, I worn that grain. You could independently use the justice but my brain makes you trust us. Yeah this could be a long rap to recite but I might you could ignite. So the night fees scary like I not that looked alike. But, I just came from a hurricane so you better step up like the can rosined. The bro that made more grainy seemly brain. You gourmet made more wet. I just feel like I am not alone fire so I am lone bone made feel gone. So I yawn in the lawn like pawn. The world makes me feel sorry for the bot that gave me a lorry to recite the story. Yeah I hoped you enjoyed this rap cuz it is done so it’s gone. Yeah see you soon…