yeah whats up, we finna tear this beat up, like yogi bear, like is that your basket over there, read the signs, be aware, you actin too kind, should I be scared? A question mark for whoever asked a question, you know I joke around, yeah I be messin, stressing over simple things, oh yeah it does sting, going up in life like its a swing, can't slow down cause I'm doing my thing, ring ring, I gotta answer the call, here's ya boy to tell yall all, currently I am in my basement, making some sort of rap arrangement, in this vacant space, trying to find grace, and comfort in what im saying, gotta be satisfied with it, and what ever im portraying, surveying different lyrics like what comes next, and what really goes with what, whatever is to much, or something to fuss, or some stuff, like I don't know, im just trying to do what a lyricist does, but I don't need to rush, even though I can, running out of air, now im turning cyan, but I don't plan to pass out today, don't want to decay, Eminem ain't got nothing on me, like fr, Busta rymes who? asumaluma givasuma dude da du, I don't know what he says but I can be quick too, im too ill that I got homies saying ha chu, like bless you, know watch me speed through, what im finna do, like take a hike, don't be psych, don't be psycho, blowing my flames like a pyro, my posture is bad i might need a cyro, spitting so much its hydro, raging like a rino, oh no, that's a typo, righto, but I won't fix it, cause I'm in it, im in the groove, but I gotta improve, still alot of bars that I gotta loose, I need to diffuse, cause I'm a mean dude, who is veiwed as a weirdo, man stop playing cause this is my intro,