time's up it's time to do the dance throw em up, as i clinchers turn their hands to make a fist and stand ya ground.fite for this heaps i regret hard, v for vendetta, read in my suicide letter, always space cadets but, gotta keep your cheddar close as ever holla back, if you feeling sicker than ever of them all runnin round town talkin trash notice the lack basic of respect from millennial generation, many many men have done came question is.. did they raise us wrong? even tho, neglect is all many have ever known, we we left only to raise ourselves outa z gutter surrounded n sent thru sickness dirty business deals of drug addicted parents, living in clouds of second-hand smoke bong from the dope hit every chance they can so you can go ahead and call that not raised at all, nah look here time races past tickin by, quick n fast if you can't keep up with time youll be eatin up dust left behind as life leaves you placed last children need to be taught how to think instead of like my childhood spent being taught what to think, it never ends taking all kinds within, on graduation day remember being congratulated getting tricked into shakin hand to hand, becoming psyched out, by the time help had found me, I was alive only slightly and within having greatness still obviously young these days i have play the part with more resilience the only time that matter is now don't have a cow time's up courtyard taken quarter's from out of moustache I must ask you are you trying to get bashed I'm hard to make sense of this cos the level of expertise hasn't been seen properly I reckon i can call myself the only protege of impossibility play hard work up rest up it's all about getting more bang for your buck made, bad luck if you wanted to relate I'm madder than the man in the mirror on the ball, best regards, as I departure took place, do you like a scarecrow without a heart would make sense living in the land of the Lost trying to weather the storm from the blizzard of ozz whether we like it or not forever hold my tongue in cheek more chilled than winter braids on your cheek more skilled than edgar allan poe with poetic justice strategically predictions are prophetical precision it's time to make a decision people always ask my opinion, look here haven't got long but my suggestion is a bold go big and come on strong come out of it in top place time to turn the page it's true we didn't start the fire but we didn't piss on it either I should have stop the world from turning responsibilities over another's fate power to the great over the state of the earth, furthermore for the lord sake how have we not learnt ovrr haters you motivated this over fakers making up stories well n truly over fraudsters nevermind hackers over currents been trying to power trip with inflation of their sense of importance austerity before fallin from grace pride before destruction death before dishonor I've got places to be and people to see and all of it needs me yesterday piece by piece