MaNiFeSt PRD. Novmber
Verse:

Make, balance, still, at it, but for, this, I’ll take, the, chalice
My lyrics are, like, morse code
I hope, someone, get’s the, message
Enlarge, petty problems
That’s my, biggest flaw
Not, perfect
That would, be a, conundrum
Right now
I’m getting, bread, like it’s from, Soviet, Russia
Indulging, nothing
Well maybe, something
Few, chats
I used, to barely, talk
Right now, though, I’m expressing, my, thoughts
I know, I’m, needing, a, job
Cause right, now, I just, leach
It’s summer
Even better, soon it’s my, 17th Birthday
But I don’t want, much
Just shit to make, my music, pop
But I don’t want, much
Just shit to make, my music, pop
Like for, example, mixing, headphones
I’ve been, exploring, different, genres
I was, worst at PE
But I’m, rapping, like, Bolt
To be, honest, theres, no way
That I can, even, stop
Yall think your going, against me?
Nah your in the, paralympics!
I go, get it
Your kidding, me
I keep, rapping, no, Cross - Road
I’ve been, grinding
No, homo
Oh, lord
Oh, lord