01. creating an out. reposting a rap.

to get out you need to get up. to sit up. to free yourslef.to get up to ge t out to get up t o get out to go outside and touch some fucking grass man.

you can go, but there's probably a tracker in that old radio, and cops don't like questions

break it down nowd

man im always eating/ cold spaghetti

boiled chicken, heart-rippin stuff man, 

its tragic what a kid can do with arms and food

plates and the steak they never gave to you

insane it's true/ the way dad cooked and drank but wouldnt elaborate 

some of them would call him mad/but when it comes down to that you got to ask/ if it's better for mom or dad to to try to grasp/ the situation we're in it's tragic/ putting salt in the pan never adding/ cabbage hard to salvage/ the meals he cookin in kitchen with the chandeliers and the spinach in the fridge that'd bring you to tears it's mad it's here we cooked in fear every day or year tryna look behind the eyes and ears and see what's coming near 

cuz we dreaming of a future where we happy and free from tyranny brother talking bout the Camry but I never expected to see the other side of the cabbage leaf pan fry that (stuff) like it's chicken, beef, chop potatoes pray, hope for reprieve

she calls it OUR FOOD girls trippin cold chicken style, made that for me, when you know you won't share don't expect it for free

and it all comes down to the man in the suit

that bastard in the lazy chair skin fair hands up in the air sweat drippin aware and he knows how it goes with these old hoes who know those

simple platitudes wont cut it no more his head on the floor cuz he started a war with bitches and whores cutthroat

whip round and backstab and dick grab tear your balls off 

and thats about when i gave up writing cus it got a bit shit but man them rhymes dude they were banginin the start

today i did bumfuck nothing and didn't even play roblox minecraft. more updates tommorow