Thursday, September 1, 2011

A (non)thought

Never ever give a fuck about who's giving up on you. When you tryna accomplish some shit thats bigger than the norm, fuck how long it takes, use the pain, hold your head and just go. Being ahead of time makes you impatient, but more enough your slowing down. If you try to catch their beat, you'll get swept off your feet. I can't express how much I love to express. I do this music shit for me, it comes from my heart so excuse me for not quitting. Excuse me for not making no wack shit to catch your short spanded attention, i'm working for longevity, could care less who passes me for now...
"A'lot of rappers fall off, quickly... they won't be here long" I say the shit all the time and it does happen. What you against me may not realize is that fame is fame, everyone judges you and once you there, there's no turning back. The fame i've got raising is nothing to me. What you think about or who knows my name actually does nothing for me. Half people have never heard my music and just want to use it, others just want some kinda attention of their own. So excuse my sour puss face in the streets. Houston is what Houston aint. Land of the trill no more, land of the niggas in they feelings now. When I say, y'all some bitch pussy niggas, and you get offended, than that must obviously mean your a bitch pussy nigga. Simple as that for yo simple ass. But enough of that. I'm still fighting, everyday. You have no clue what it's like to wake up and be in my skin. I don't get mad for people not understanding my work, I know meaningful things need understanding before appraisal. Dumb shit can just be enjoyed as entertainment. But what happened to black people? There's no black kings anymore. Just a bunch of dumb niggas tryna decease your brain, but i'm the problem right? haha.

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