if this is trap then i'm gonna break these rules in this good rhyming chef/ with no hesitation, subsequently i'm glad because it's me to make this lyrics on those verses/ i simply want to ask you: "how are you"? with no craps, it wont be a swindle/ why don't you look at/ me? you feel me serious with no joke capabilities, you could help me to fix this bad on me/. that might be truly helpfull to this music making, but you can hear it awfull, maybe cause you're under that catching weed, while i guess you're still trying to waking up/ by dreaming to receive a bless from God, right there, up in the sky/ being aware of your dulness, you keep enjoying being harder then a bullet, and then cause of that you prefer to lie/ you can hearig this/ it might be a sweet sound, whatever you're angry or maybe relaxed out./ it's my music, don't use it for a bank robbery, but get your obscenity away from your inside bound/ no horror needed in this melodic sanity/ cause there aren't punchlines from my anchestral mounth then i wont make it my deep vanity/ but my best and proud writing fantasy cause/ i'm glad you are listening to this lyrics made of my deepest critics/ in art they are my friends, chemically talking about music/ homie it's amazing the way you are using/ those verses for clapping on this rhyme boosting/. As well you can use it and make it yours, cause of this rhythmical abuse/ then i'm gonna blast this mic ad then loose/ myself while i'm spitting on this vocal intrusion/ yea, let's switch speech, on this melody i'm sick as hell, no peace for your tired ears/ it's no more RAP anymore, you got to find a way out from here/ you can call me magician in this clear sub message/