Notes

ive got bare man chatting rare shit but ive got real gs ready to hit they all just need to dip. They dont realise what ive gone through they aint prepared for when its just you no ones backing, wheres your crew. ive had real ones and fake dons yeh fuck i know people dont last long, some strong advise dont carry on, for a long time i had no one, the thoughts inside your head make you wonder what went wrong. when you meet new man and think of a plan but the next week you extend your mind span, realise what happend to your nan and they aint there they dont care, real type of people are quite rare but when it comes to beef they make bare man scared. my whole life has been a struggle like ive been through a lot of trouble the amount of real gs ive got is 3 doubled. the emotional pain is like a constant rain but this aint no weather whats heavier a brick or a feather?
to try to get through i started smoking weed cuz i felt like that was all i would need, yeh its nice being on the clouds smoking on that loud but straight after your left with the factor that the pain is still there, constantly rippping out your hair saying that you dont care, never wanting to leave your lair, just left swinging on your chair, but its cool cuz "thats life" man im sick of hearing that, thinking your sad cuz you lost your stoney hat or your mum just cooked your cat, just wait until you see your dad with a gat getting ready to off that, man i want to commit a gang attack motivation was a thing i lacked. yeh i know i need to get my shit together but its hard cuz of the constant weight thats faced on your plate everyday im late, but ill never go on a date, or commit rape ill just work on releasing my mix tape