I don’t smile I don’t Frown get to up or get to down I was here so where are you you came in when I stuck around still here now stop me how? You opinion it’s like a broken calculator that shit doesn’t count shut your motherfucking mouth i’m emptying my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes. Get em all off my pad every thought that I had I said I am emptying my book of rhymes get em off my pad every thought that I had Haven’t use all the tricks I have so like my balls I am in my bag get a little testy when I’m mad sick of wrestling this iPad unsuccessfully I might add And I know it’s Best to leave it live but I get obsessed with reading everything and let it get the best to me till I snap till I snap but I need to get off the Internet get off the Internet I need to get on the mic get on the mic you need to get off the Internet you need to get you a life Why do you waste your time commenting on shit specially shit you don’t like don’t like it don’t listen but Don’t tell me about your favorite rapper Reppin shit he didn’t write