Jun 2016
Going through the dark side, looking at my heart why? Feeling hatred, can't escape it, so i accept it. Inner demons condemn me, heaven where art thee, i've been searching but my pride must have blinded me. Classy j living day to day, depressed and suicidal man, and i love tupac but i don't there will be a heaven for a g, i just want to fly away though just like peter pan. Neverland, never will I land, cause once i do i know i be taken again, regret and the pain of guilt tied to me like a chain that keep me contained. Man some will never know the struggle, to keep on trudging through all this ****, just hoping to eventually get through all of it.
Maybe i missed something along the way, my brain is foggy and my knees are weak, just got caught up in the rain, just hoping that i be able to see a brighter day. So gone and so distrustful, as rigamortis makes my body degrade and buckle, i try to fight but it's a struggle. The dark side has abducted me, now light is evil, now i can only see through the darkness, why does darkness have so seductful and deceitful. My flesh is so weak, and my soul is so grim, feeling so feeble hoping life would just through me a limb. All eyes on me like a contagious disease, wondering why all this have to keep happening to me. Got suicidal tendencies, never had to many friends there for me, so I sit alone feeling sorry for me. Pity party, don't get my started, all my life people said i was ******* *******.
Inspirational and innocent, I was such a nice kid, then the world showed it's true colours, yeah it starred at me with it's third eye lid. Ancestral spirits clinging onto me, keeping me stuck, witch craft man has been passed on and given the future generations bad luck. I don't know man, maybe it's all one big horrible gag, I used to love life until it betrayed me and threw my body in a concealed bag. Horsing around, being myself was what I would do, until people made fun of me, and so I faked myself and hid my real self away in my room inside a shoe. This is the opposite of the taming of the shrew, maybe it was my choices, or maybe it's all because of voodoo. I don't know man, the dark side has creeped up on me, used to have nightmares every night, pulling me further under the sea. Gasping up for air, so stubborn and in so much denial, believing the lie's that nobody cares, and that i'm to late for a revival.
Forgive me for throwing my life at you, but rapping helps me vent out everything, thats probably why i still go to counselling, so that hopefully someday i will get a breakthrough. I need a breath of fresh air, need to get into my rocket ship and just blast out of here. Got a talent, got my mom and some friends to help me out, letting me know it's ok to scream and shout. It's not healthy to keep in all the darkness, because if you never let it out, eventually you'll become heartless. So I constantly battle this unseeable threat, not even breaking a sweat, got support so even if I fall I know I have a safety net. Real rhymes man, this is real rap, I will never sell out man, this a new day in hip-hop time to dump out all those rappers that are crap. Real life man, yeah these are my real experiences, classy j signing off, sorry for be real man but there is time for spitting fire and time for rhyming about serious experiences.
Maybe i missed something along the way, my brain is foggy and my knees are weak, just got caught up in the rain, just hoping that i be able to see a brighter day. So gone and so distrustful, as rigamortis makes my body degrade and buckle, i try to fight but it's a struggle. The dark side has abducted me, now light is evil, now i can only see through the darkness, why does darkness have so seductful and deceitful. My flesh is so weak, and my soul is so grim, feeling so feeble hoping life would just through me a limb. All eyes on me like a contagious disease, wondering why all this have to keep happening to me. Got suicidal tendencies, never had to many friends there for me, so I sit alone feeling sorry for me. Pity party, don't get my started, all my life people said i was ******* *******.
Inspirational and innocent, I was such a nice kid, then the world showed it's true colours, yeah it starred at me with it's third eye lid. Ancestral spirits clinging onto me, keeping me stuck, witch craft man has been passed on and given the future generations bad luck. I don't know man, maybe it's all one big horrible gag, I used to love life until it betrayed me and threw my body in a concealed bag. Horsing around, being myself was what I would do, until people made fun of me, and so I faked myself and hid my real self away in my room inside a shoe. This is the opposite of the taming of the shrew, maybe it was my choices, or maybe it's all because of voodoo. I don't know man, the dark side has creeped up on me, used to have nightmares every night, pulling me further under the sea. Gasping up for air, so stubborn and in so much denial, believing the lie's that nobody cares, and that i'm to late for a revival.
Forgive me for throwing my life at you, but rapping helps me vent out everything, thats probably why i still go to counselling, so that hopefully someday i will get a breakthrough. I need a breath of fresh air, need to get into my rocket ship and just blast out of here. Got a talent, got my mom and some friends to help me out, letting me know it's ok to scream and shout. It's not healthy to keep in all the darkness, because if you never let it out, eventually you'll become heartless. So I constantly battle this unseeable threat, not even breaking a sweat, got support so even if I fall I know I have a safety net. Real rhymes man, this is real rap, I will never sell out man, this a new day in hip-hop time to dump out all those rappers that are crap. Real life man, yeah these are my real experiences, classy j signing off, sorry for be real man but there is time for spitting fire and time for rhyming about serious experiences.
