When I spit I spit real it's a tough pill to swallow I'm on a path for fame Eldorado my only friend in this world is a bottle I'm lonely and hallow I've got nothing but sorrow can I have a dollar to Barrow I'm living in sad times every girl I've ever had has dimed they say I'm as sour as a lime I'm on a grind the rents behind I'm too lazy for crime how can I climb out of this grime All I ever do is rhyme hand me the mic and its showtime I just need one chance to shine I've always get sidelined I'm not tryna whine it's ok I'm fine god just give me sign I'm losing my mind it's a faulty design like Frankenstein I thought I was a goldmine but I'm pitiful like my hairline ima recline and sip on my moonshine ima try to unwind all of my problems eat at me I'm feeling like a amputee at the knee everyone has needs and fingers pointing at me I need some privacy please I cant agree with anyone so let's agree disagree I want a trip over seas but I'm stuck in reality I hope I never lose my sanity because there will be casualties that no one can foresee but if I did I can guarantee TMZ will try to leach and make a story on it lowkey how can I feel at ease I think I got a mental disease everyone always seems untrustworthy how do I proceed I get startled by the sound of trees tapping on my window screen from the windy breeze I'm feeling trapped like a sardine somebody set me free this room is as small as a canteen I'm getting so skinny they call me string bean I can't ever seem to get enough protein to gain anything I'll always be lean I'll always be mean hopefully it's just a smokescreen and I'm good underneath I dont want to be seen like a submarine I'm not tryna be a drama queen people are annoying I got my own routine if ima put up with your team shit ima need some caffeine I'm nasty on the mic like a loss of hygiene I feel unclean like a latrine around these hoes in bowling green i desire to spit fire here baby take some of this sunscreen but this is gasoline jump and roll like a trampoline or washing machine I want a time machine so I can intervene when I was nineteen your bro is nothing but misery just leave him be hes crazy on methenphetamines but oh well that's history when I'm gone I hope you remember me and reminisce fondly I always blame myself for your tragedies but that's so obscene you keep on oscillating around drug fiens and stay quarantined ima stick to weed and proceed to slay beats in your memory like your dead to me RIP two thousand seventeen #mctzimms #hiphop #rap #rapper #oldschool #mixtape #fire #lit #dope #heat #smoke #old #new #beat #kentucky #ky #south #southern #hate #love #drugs #sad #sorrow #tac #rhyme #sadsong