you got that syle im just wild you better put me to sleep or ima make u weep man im so deep i call people peeps trust me so much you have to feel so touched looking down with a frown wishing u were here on the pere. i checked the mirror all i see is you. im sad and thats so bad im not all rich so dont called a bitch i miss my bro i thought of him as a pro now i cant grow im so low i need to be towed people call me a troll boy ill stuff u in a bowl now i try to rap and make music is that so bad man u look so sad going throught alot hope u dont smoke pot cause ur brain will rot just like your thoughtsbetter put me i in reverse cause ill rap this verse oh man here is second verse give me yo worse dont worry ill try not to curse you look like the sky so blue you have no clue