Mid-Life Crisis

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Instrumental by TaylorMadeBeatz used with License This shits real to me True Story of the 2 Never Be MC Mr. Coulda Been been round the bend with Ben Again Please Listen Til The End Song Written, Mixed, and Mastered By Matthew David Thomas Shepherd Lyrics We go thru hell to find our heaven Matthew David Thomas Shepherd 1341647 Bruh Like What The Fuck! When will I grow up? I’m already almost 40? Late starter right? Newest On The Scene Bout to Blow up! Yeah dafuq ight Bruh like What the fuck? Am I at least a famous rapper? No… Comedian or Actor.. No To anyone else Just n addict bro like bruh like what the fuck Well, do I at least not suck? Shit. Fuckin’ thought so… Mom and baby mommas and my kids could prolly use some dough, ya think? Don’t ya know Yeah, I’m the king of almost, lord of coulda-beens, Tryna stretch a dream like a pack of Ramen mixed wit oxygen to make an intoxicating intoxicant intoxicatingly toxic in its scent Been broke so long my wallet wait wtfs a wallet And I still say “soon” like hope ain’t been ghostin’ me. Ready n waitin for the comments to start roastin me ,im still in the oven gettin subway toasted G I’m sarcastically the “next year” prophet, the “not yet” vet, the never to be emcee N he’s such a square The super sayain syllable savage who ain’t dropped a project yet. Procrastinatin Perfectionist Professional Pussy My mama callin’, I decline—just to cry alone, Swear I’d sell a kidney if I thought it’d pay her for a car n a home. Lookin’ in the mirror like, “bro, you ain’t built shit,” n now you aint shit cuz andyou are shit cuz you aint shit Just a mountain of mistakes and some rent that I split n yet barley makes Yeah, I’m talented, yeah, I’m witty and deep— But none of that pays $ money mun mun when your kids your sons still gotta eat some ] Made promises I never cashed, my word is ass I live in sin Freestyled a verse so dope I forgot to record it—again. So you stuck herein me vent this shit again My ambition’s a ghost, my hustle’s a meme, Known to rob a friend if they make it too easy for him Yeah kelsey you know im sorry you didnt deserve that last lick on the cash ya gave me for the cream I’m a TikTok clip away from sayin’ fuck this dream. Reloading the stock with buckshot And curt cobaining myself to sleep Addiction takes years, and shame takes more, trust makes years on years evermore But I climbed out the pit just to sleep on the floor. I ain’t lazy, just tired of running so fast just to be losin’ so slow, Ill sprint n go stop n go like a fuckin yo yo bro yeah you know i will run my sorry ass ti death trust still I will get that glow. I spill ill kill down hill for real I heal. Still feel ready to steal the bill for real I’d be great if the world wasn’t broke, If my boss, ex, landlord ain’t a joke, Itd be great if i grew a big enough cock on wich the whole globe could choke Get rich or die tryin even if the game is fucking rigged— Here i be I’m still here, still poor as dogshit throwing everything i fucking got at it Blame it on the gas, blame it on the rent, Blame it on the eggs 2 pennies to make a cent Blame it on the gov, blame it on the Fed— Guess I’ll just lay down and fuck it we can all OD of the fuckin fentnyl instead. We can all practice dyin til we all fuckin dead @offwrldd @cartellisp @ngbcuddy @hunterapbirds @spiritzabeast @fucstaggz @lovejesuschrist @smokee412 @itstoon @sw.dubcity @heatmaker @slammeralabama007 @healingrapgoddess @terrancejames @blancorapper @rapfame_ar_team @DANOZZZ @rapfame_official @rapfamefann @fo808s @cheddabeezyy @rapfamebot @cutta15 @lobotomies