Frost Burns

[J.R.]

Cluck cluck cluck, that's what y'all sound like on that chicken shit
Fuck shut up I'm tired of your bitchin bitch.
Feel left behind and forgotten again,
Closed mind as I stomp amends.
Frost heart and burnt head keep me below.
I start then stop then struggle to go.
Thoughts of should I do me or do what I know?
Flows just continue to blow, if I've improved it doesn't show.
Now I'm sittin in hand me down clothes,
Watching fans go and the curtain close.

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[Spyder]

not good man, it seems like your going down hill. dont write cause u feel u have too
but if your in a block just keep the dope thoughts and save em for when u can write again.

sayin bitchin bitch in one line and startin off with cluck cluck cluck.
the whole thing being 10 short lines.

just wasnt feelin it bro