Write it down 10 times then Erase it again My mind is Racing again Emotions raging again
My eraser is gone Before I even sharpen the pencil another line I delete And I sigh in defeat I hate what I write I can't stick to beat I swear that I can Rhyme mean If only I could pick a Rhyme sceme
This one is 100% meant to be rapped. It's about self doubt, questioning the quality of art I produce. I tend to write things and then up hating them later. This is to vent the frustration.