I really dislike rap, unless I end up making it myself. I use to enjoy it when I was younger, and I still can bare the sound of older artists from the 90's. So I don't really know how to make one too well. This one is a faster pace, not lightning speed, but I guess you can find its pace yourself. I kinda based this on my mom, if you couldn't tell. Sometimes I like to sit and think, about the times I watched her drink, About the times I grabbed her booze and flushed them down the sink, Thinkin thats the only link She'd go to bars and leave us home, She'd be drinkin', I was stoned, hopein' I could get a sober loan fuck this anyway, cause I'd rather be alone, Why jesus why must I be the one!?, to raise my brother like a son, I'd blow you all away, if i had a fucking gun, I pray the world to end as I look upon the sun. wishing I could turn the clock away, and bring it to a better day, when you kissed my cheek and say that we'd never be far away Sure I was only five and couldn't compromise, That what you said could be a lie, That you'd swat my feelings like a fly, be a drunk and come home with every motherfucking guy.
Fresh, the flow is hot too. People my not think so by just simply reading it, but if you figure it out, sounds hot. Simple and Real.
