you wna say teal

you wna say teal ruin my self esteem and take credit for my rap thinking it made me better but really my depression got worse the freestyle rap was just a curse so if you want to take credit you can take it you want to ruin my mood and keep it going down until im numb with emotions but im working with it to not let it float away like a ghost from a dead man like his soul when hes at rest man but i never will forever grow like the measurement of your breasts dont interupt i aint finished this aint no banter grow like your breast cancer im so sick but im no novice like a fake hoe like you want skills that ive got im a poet you know it i lower my real girls arse while you get jealous use me as reason to do you well my names shuhel my name is shuhel