
i use my 12 gauge with rage
i fully engage in the batting cage
im more colder then the ice age
with my bat ill brake your rib cage.
my rhymes are hypnotic, they make you feel physhotic
i engage in some narcotics, weed, speed, meth
probably leading myself to my death.
ending up taking my one last breath on my death bed.
either that or get filled with lead, or ending up brain dead
all has been said and done, but i still aint number one
at the end of the day, what it amount to
just people talking trash screaming "fuck u"
look what ive become, call me a bum, scum,or dumb
in the long run, im the one thats gonna win
your the one thats gonna be eating out of the garbage bin.
like i said this was probably my second attempt at rapping when i wrote this,
