issues

i got 99 problems, and they all *****es.
i got couple more, but i wont even metion.
get round these hating *****s, rooms full tention.
i got this drank in my cup,so im keep sipping.
theres hoes in the club.
instead you post up and mean bug.
so i walk up, give fake daps and fake hugs.
like i really give a ****, smiling in your face.
****ing old heads, always talking bout them old days.
and the old
ways.
but ***** this my time.
*****s never made it, now tryna steal the light off my shine.
talk bout the selling wieght ,and never even flipped a dime.
**** a 9 to 5 i tatt my face, im out my ****ing mind.
in due time...yall get it,
yall *****s aint goons or no goblin, your just migets.
these *****s stop at clouds, when the skies aint the limits.
only thing i know dog, is to get it how you live it.

i got some issues, that nobody can see.
put the pen to the page,its my only therapy.
i know got some issues, i know they need addressing.
i wrote this song for me,this like my own confessions.

got me paranoid,my mind playing tricks.
cant trust these *****s,and ill will never trust a *****.
the concept of life,man i still cant grip.
aint go no where but im still gone trip.
better watch how you talking before i bust your ****ing lip.
make *****s disapere like its a matha ****ing trick.
cant find me on the radar why you looking for a blip.
i swear i been afffected, man im so ****ing sick.
im just a ****.
two heads with no brain.
we drive the same road but you in a different lane.
we all gonna burn but gonna be a different hell.
i can feel in the air, man its like i read brail
aint scared to come out, im just stuck in a shell.
but no matter the obsticle, i still will previl.
dont wish a ***** would,i wish a ***** well.
cause if these *****s test, then they surely gonna fail.
the anger piles up ,and frustration just builds.
with sorry rappers out here, that dont even have the skill.
they do it for the dolla,so its all for the bill.
i do this for the truth, they never know the real.
this is more than just bass, but something you can feel.

i got some issues, that nobody can see.
put the pen to the page,its my only therapy.
i know got some issues, i know they need addressing.
i wrote this song for me,this like my own confessions.

use to smoke weed, now my main ***** coke.
with the knoose around my throat, its like im hanging from a rope.
sometimes i cant handle,sometimes i cant cope.
but theres ether in my cup,and the knowledge is my dope.
no homo... but a ***** never blow.
never heard on the radio. never see in show.
but if these *****s hot,then i guess im super cold.
money,cars,clothes,the hoes, ill never know.
i dont believe in karma but im tryna save my soul.
dont know when you in a dream until your *** been woke.
i like when im low,and im happy when im broke.
my life is stormy clouds.
let it rain, on my brain, with pain, and then soke.
a ***** strait loc.
lifestyles out of control.
you dont really know how deep until you entered the hole.