My towns full of fate but infested with hate
At a great rate that I estimate will escalate
I fear my peers dont wanna hear the truth
Ya drinkin beer, takin clears near the youth
& I'm in the booth, tryin to spread my own word
Y'all nerds saying whats in my head is absurd
Can't be deterred, cuz i've said will be heard
Whether its sh** that you dread or preferred
For whatever im saying on the mic i'll be shot
I'll say it how I feel whether you like it or not
It s**s that I gotta be ignored & so neglected
I was directed to the pysch ward like you expected
I won't be respected til a honda accord is collected
Until my flow is connected, restored & is perfected
Drug users are addicted & convicted of crimes
It's not my fault how you depicted my rhymes
So many times, these fools think im jokin
That I won't be taking a drink or smokin