@FunkBoyz Ok,so I just pressed play, And some new beats are on today, Still don’t know what to say... But I’ll surely find out,one day, I ain’t buying rhymes at The Bay, Those that I write are usually okay, But I can’t wait until May, this is far away,too much delay, Where’s gone my writing, My Freaking Rhyming, 10-11 bars,I’m almost done, i don’t want the rest to be, only filling or fulfilling, Looks like my English’s leaving, That’d be another fucking problem, One like I always hate ‘em, Not that way I’ll kick an anthem, Something that’d shock ‘em, Something really new,well brewed, Brief,the best I could do, Something that’s gonna make you ask WHO Just wrote this shit’s so cool, Instead I’m acting like a fool, Trying to do what I still can do, While wasting more time writing Ever,than rhymin’ n’ recording, I hate it so much, Weather’s up for slush, and my rap looks brainwashed, Or ready to get flushed, I Ineed a magic touch, Or else I could pray, This is something that pays, better than play everyday, That’s what I’m lovin’ Hey, Is that all I’ve gotta say??? So here comes my best new shit, Even if I’m out of writing I still can spit,I’m loving it Much better than sit, But I love doing them both, each on their time or simultaneously,