Back wit my own spin on harsh realities,
Get rejected despite whatevah reality be!
Don't trip you aint NO prize,
Don't trip YOU aint caught my eye!
You're a bit too sure, like to tell me why?
Fools like you, I can't help but smile.
Truth? You nevah knew it,
I was Reachin' out and y'all blew it!
N'tryna take your crew,
N'aint e'n tryna be like you
It's true
I'm through
Been wrong for the last time
F-get talk 'bout why, why, why
I'll just move on, won't see y'all
I'll just move on, and that will be ALL
Your imagination's crazy, I'll give ya a hand.
Why would I want YOU, when I could have twice the man?
It's Whack, it's split, it's sad I'll admit but... it aint Snobs fault and that is it!
Nice! I love the flow in the last stanza.
Thanx but, I wasn't overly concerned by the flow...just venting.
I can tell that you were venting, too.
i could tell you were venting, three.
ahaha gay
its ha ha... .not ahaaha.... junior.
i like what ian said. ahaha gay. s'got a nice ring.