Vent

I'm gonna get right to it, no hook just bars I'm using

No cap just thoughts of abusing these beats

And giving all of me to everyone that's here to listen to me speak

So let me see, where shall I begin painting picture with words until I win

Wishing God would come and wash my mind of every sin that I have sinned

I'm a sinner, no not really but I used to be puffing trees and drinking Hennessy

Until I felt it was holding me back so I relaxed until the day that I relapse

Let me spit some real facts I was caught up in the streets

Doing things that "real niggas" love to rap about

Watch yo mouth when you compare me to these rappers now

I'm not a rapper but I'm spitting super hot fire

Glasses jacket shirt I'm writing until I'm dying, I'm steady supplying