this will be one of my classics Life Is Suffering Beauty is Pain You See from ages 9-15 i knew pain, and i knew relief i felt beneath others cuz otherwise i could speak up for myself the school dork that then started winning fights and became ripped like pulled pork put a cork in Rorick's bullshit and Cameron was scrawnier than storks i remember days of blunt passing strongest kids always harrassing so i get to clashing and tighten them a good ass whooping in timely fashions, fights brawl like my fingers draw, gracefully and with passion. stories of a child threatened to be locked away even long after I'm gone i will not go away my thoughts are here to stay, and even when i die my dreams do not decay the just relay to closest friends and family kill with jealousy you can call me Emily I'll quake ya and shake ya with my thoughts of gender worths and rights I'm what's left of Susan B Anthony Dope fiends might get curious and smoke trees with me but i see heaven is no place for heathens like me so i guess it's in the beautiful hell that I'll have to be. Was born in Wrath City Started out small on Hanover St That's Hall Manor aka the projects. my Rhapsody begins with little friends and no respect always demanded it say nothing if I'm correct i absorbed knowledge increased then released my inner intellect improved vocab by sending jabs to your neck and two at your chest stab you with my dialect the way i say this prayings will get you all playing these games but I'm still slaying these lames niggas shoulda been swallowed their Mom's Erika Kang with my king kong dong i use to abuse the ball in ping pong i fuck your bitch, but no one cares when i sing these songs I'm stong, but strung up when i talk people just hate it's like jack and the beanstalk when i talk or bob when I walk people say I'm crazy or maybe just being a cock but hunters don't scurry like cockroaches they simply wait and stalk till the prey gets hit, boy what hit ya ain't no rock Life is just suffering Beautiful is you see