Drew Stacks - Prison Words

I'm tired I always be stressing. But venting to music prevents my depression. When in the game, ain't nun but lessons. Time inside jail has changed my perception. When I get out, I'm gonna erupt. Making this music, enough ain't enough. Heart like an armor, but craving for love. It is what it is and it is what it was. I'm speaking from heart, you know that it's relevant. Practice my lyrics until they are elegant. Blow up so large, larger than elephant. In this rap game; becoming a delegate. You know what, fuck the game, opposite sellabit. I'm in control, the game i am selling it. Spitting so hot, I feel like I'm melting shit. Ain't nun of you can freestyle telling me. Murdered the track, but swerved all the felonies. Words so sharp, I spit em like spelling bee. Heaven knows you're gonna have to hear hell from me. Women be think I be slidin so heavenly. I'm burning loud, probably smelling me. Ima show out, join if you helping me. Hearing the crowd started developing. Develop smiles, fuck it I'm selling them. Spitting advice, I hope that its helping ya. In short words....