i like to look way up and say whats up to the young world cs i feel like im getting good and played like a violin bow with some bass added to it you know slow ya roll is what the tell me i say maybe later after i fail and fall a few more times cs when i rhyme i feel like i climb to the the top of a redwood and chill and feel the wind thru my eyelids cs i feel good and they be closed just a lil foreal. and when i climb down the sound and saroundings changed for the good cause i prayed for it i knew it would cs it only could get better because were starting from the bottom and can only go up. and thats whats up. theres only a few rules i live by and my life turns put fine. be nice and do others as u want done to you. put yourself in the middle that way theres allways somebody in front and behind you that way you dont get caught in the behive fool stuck and sticky lookin like Queeen caught lick in some hunny majic trick. well how did you get out it. i used my imagination kid. and that was it i made it out of it