Kids
I don’t come from a broken home My childhood was lit and the streets we roamed Out every single weekend till the sun come up, but not once did any of us cut ourselves up, I don’t quite get it with kids these days, they take drugs and can’t handle the haze, fuck any situation you get into, I’ve been there racked a line and then dropped two, but if you’ve got anxiety or depression then the last thing you needs a fucking chard session, suicide packs with mates to teach parents a lesson! Lifes not call of duty where you die Respawn and just wake up at the crack of dawn, We get one chance to make the best, if you die of old age you withstood the test, I’m not taking nothing away from suicide, because I’ve looked the cunt of a demon fair square in the eyes, I didn’t dance his jig because I’ve got a whole lot of living to live and a whole lot of loving to give to my wife and 3 fucking amazing kids - [ ]
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@japandatheinhaler thanks much appreciated
i rap at about that speed
i like the tempo of your flow
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