Sunday, December 4, 2011

*Lately

I Just Want Something A Bit More Solid. Deep.  Natural. Full.
I miss those curious days of youth.  Where I wondered and played freely like the world was at my fingertips.  * I just feel more and more controlled.  

I'm only going to be seventeen for a little while longer.  It's been a damn good year.  I don't want to be turn 18... The regret of not making enough songs when I was 17 is creeping into my constant thoughts.  I feel like my time is almost running out.  

But I also feel as hopeful as ever in my music.  But people telling me I can't do it.  But most of those comments come from me.  But most of it is true.  But I don't care.  

Just wait

Sunday, November 20, 2011

you clown ass...

I'm sad, but it's all good.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Gotcha Bitch!

Evil as they come, vindictive as they make em
My friends keep asking me why I can't just walk away from
I'm addicted to the pain, the stress, the drama, I'm drawn to
Shit, I guess I'm a mess, cursed and blessed, but this time
I ain't changing my mind, I'm climbing out this abyss
You're screaming as I walk out that I'll be missed
But when you spoke of people who meant
The most to you, you left me off your list
Fuck you, hip hop, I'm leaving you -- my life sentence is served, bitch

ynot

Sunday, November 13, 2011


Welcome to the nightlife, Nocturnal Activity
Got your brain wired in, Nocturnal Proximity
This your girl on my phone like slight infidelity
Whether she’s faithful is secret, like there ain’t not telling see

Cop this, like I committed a felony
I’m this world's guide home cuz they leaving a trail of me
I make the deaf listen, make blind guy vision
I’m the definition, ripping this shit, I’m killing

A milli is not important, when the death starts kissing
But might as well just die, when your girl starts wishing
You were me, stupid, you heard me
Girls treat me like the main course cuz they just really want to serve me


My passion is fashioned from the rappin that I’m blasting
I’m casually cashing in my tracks, if you were asking
Passable for dastardly, attics full of hats you see
Cuz when I’m on top, they just tip with top hattery