Creative Block.

16, soon to have my drivers license, and about a year and a half left to prove myself. I know what i'm capable of but as of right now in this current moment im stuck. I have too many lines and too many beats i dont know what to do with and its fucking with me. On top of that, nobody believes in me. which, normally i wouldn't care about except for the fact that my parents don't either. when you have a vision and you live with people that want to put you in a college or trade you dont want to be in or job im going to hate, it brings me stress. because at this point until i graduate high school, it's NOW or never. 

But fuck that.

I refuse to listen. I refuse to listen or take advice from people who have a schedule. Not anybody at school, not some faggot ass teacher, and DEFINITELY not my parents. How the fuck are you gonna sit there and tell me i need to make school my number 1, when you did the same shit and ended up the way you did?!?! i get we live in a nice house, but all they do is argue. Cant wait to fulfill these dreams and move out and be myself for a living.

Fuck anyone doubting us. You dont understand the creative mind and it scares you. When me and my friends are up, and my REAL FRIENDS, we're gonna parade the stage and the streets after. Our time is now, whether you like it or you not.