Thoughts About The Best For Me

Okay.... So to be fully honest. Without this turning into a contest.. I got a lot of thoughts about the best, for me. Not a testimony too keep a brodie, you used to be a homie but now your cash fund has frozen dont ya see? Now try me as a money tree, you get a fee if you smoke my tree with me. Come here and see, you dont want the smoke with me. Ill pass ya the fade, what im sayin, is im not playin, im also not asian, so dont say i cant see shit like im squintin, sorry i didnt mean too offend man... But this shit is getting old... Like Bill Clinton. Still shittin, takin a dump punks like lil pump, i know you gotta shotty but you obvi, dont gotti a mother fuckin brain, its justa rocky.. haha get it? Fuck whoever i embeded with the sense of feeling love, that shit was tough, i was never enough, for you anyway. I Just stayed in my bed lying awake with the thought just aching, like what did i do to make you assume i wasnt the dude for you? We were together on and off, mostly you though, off with another dude to get on with, i was off into the blank, planning on, trying to paint a new canvas wall, i cant with this, these fucking songs, these manniquins, maybe im hallucinating, it grabbed my hand again. Wait! That was the fakes trying to to bait me... Im not angry just lucid, i hope they go away, the doctor gave me some pills and said "use it", then youll need something for these two kids... Wait when did that happen? I was just on the floor nappin... Relapse off the pills after the action, stay in the same cage i left my back in. Cus i dont got it, like i stopped giving a fuck and dropped it. Like the drop of the acid on my spinal cord, i just cant ignore the deep shit, life is really creepin, in the deep end, i just wanna keep it, kept in secret, in my chest till im no longer breathin, can i rest? I just need this, rap makes me feel like jesus, the way i could be with these lines so long line a centipede, im breakable like a glass centerpiece, but when i entered this, I came too all my senses, but what doesnt makes sense is, my heart senses a chsnge in direction, i get an erection for the rap bars, what happens if you tell me to go hard hahaha, stop it. Done with your rappin ass nonsese, rhyming bars doesnt make you a god bitch! But i got more to these bars than yoy could ever spend on a car, fuck the millions, im here for the real wins! Get that W never gonna reel shit, never gonna steal this, never gonna be cheap on the market looking for a target for my homie to mark it, then sell whatever hes got on the market, my target is this mark.. its.. The one im leaving you with. Art, if you call it that, mostly just a reason to take up my time with these tracks, it may or may not be wack, i just gotta say i love music thats facts always leaving tracks in my path, if you follow expect an attack thatll leave you hollow, dont expect my mood to change by tomorrow.....