i spit bars brite stars i got scars there large like mars smokin cigars i dont need guitars to evolve into what we are today its bad ak's spray ay ayin i dont know what to do my dad got shot he said his last word ill miss you i started cryin to my mama i was goin through psychodrama i was in my pajamas i started writin novels when i was ten at ten nobody liked me i always sat at a different table gettin in trouble man look i know how all you people who are going through some stuff but you know what we got to fight and rise up and remember to always get back up in life no matter who pushes you bullys you just get back up look when i was eleven i wanted suicide but look at me now 13 still alive the message im giving is to not give up back to rhymes certain crimes get you arested sometimes all the mimes go through invisible lines with nines and shrines it shines like stars briter then the sun with no gun this is the message if you get bullied and want to commite suicide keep fighting and push your self to live life