All you can do is watch battles from outside the ring
If the insides the brain
And what's in mines a dream
I'm afraid they hear my beats and say, "they all sounds the same"
Or at least similar
I know you start somewhere
I'm just scared I'm still a caterpillar
Just about two years and still fumbling
No one listens to my shit, cuz it's shit
So I don't mention it
My girlfriend just asked me why she hasn't hear it
She didn't know I do music
Until I alluded it
Last week
But we weren't quite elastic, see
I cut it off when she said I wasn't a romantic
Sorry-couldn't walk you to your classes
Mine were on the other side campus
Oxymoron of the plant
Add asshole to my patent
Lead crumbs all on the mattress sheets
Ignored texts to focus on these beats