Lithium: August 2012

Sunday, August 12, 2012

reasons to not commit. want the world to miss me. dont want to give the faggets the satisfaction befo accomplishing what they hate. dont want my fake family at my funeral (i want my body burned and put in the ocean). reasons too. life. but if i dont care, u know what it is.

Hi

why is it you have to tease me. for every song i write. everything i do. everything i try. when i am trying, its not good enough. all u do is alaugh at me and i all i do is give you everything. im done man. ima miss ya

Friday, August 10, 2012

life.

i think about suicide too much. I guess all i really need is weed, money, a loyal supportive bitch, and this rap shit to be my job. in due time mayne. in due time. if i make it... cus boyz out here driving a nigga crazy. tired of phony unloyal niggas wit bad attentions tryna feed me bullshit ideas every 2 seconds. hate niggas who think they know something, the beauty about life is not knowing. nothings the same for 2 people, everybody situation is different. and while mine has been forced by jealous succubus backstabbing bitches and fake friends to look hopeless. Not only do i feel alone, but im pissed. i just wanna let a clip out most of the time. i hate dealing wit stupid shit thats fucking my mood up. my personal problems are embarrasssing, i rap about the shit to feel better. it helps a little, but im overdosingly overwhelmed by all this shit. and niggas dont get it. i look at old pics and just be thinking whats wrong with me, thats not fresh. but shit like dont matter to me. i want my yung niggas to make it more than i want myself too. im doubting myself alot and thats not normal for me. but yet im always getting praised by the people who hear me. i cant be acting like some slum nigga, ima star. its hard to attain to that. (listening to shit faced girls by ad and oz btw.)