Sprinkling

<INTRO> It’s awfully cold out today, seems to be raining. But it seems to be only a sprinkle. Shame, really like the rain. <VERSE 1> I feel like going out today, but I cannot even move. I feel like groaning or shouting today, but my mouth won’t even groove. I was thinking of leaving the house today, but I have to stay inside. I wanna know why every time I try do something new, I’ve been denied. I might rot, if I stay more, in this slot, it’s such a bore, I am caught, it’s such a chore. My plot thicken, I be winnin, won’t you listen, see my visions, you dumb children be pissin me off! See the wear and the tear? Have you ever tried to stare? I tell truth no need for dare, you are dumb if you think I’ve ever cared. <VERSE 2> I got the drop on him, drippin like rain. I might make no money, but I put the racks on yo brains. Brain-rackin, the pain stackin, you need an aspirin? Mane you slackin, thee’s plain and lackin, you can’t be examined! While yes, my views in numbers are practically imagined, but at least my bars are deeper, yours require the thoughts of a sleeper! The thought of a dreamer, so very little, your only schemes, are schemes to eat weiners. I could never. <OUTRO> Is the rain picking up? I don’t know. Not like I want to feel the rain on my skin. God.