(Hook)
Im getting lost in this ball of confusion,
I put pen to paper an rhymes come oozin,
I love writing song's, I love the fusion,
Am i really an emcee or is it just an illusion,
God please help me come to a conclusion,
Coz im getting lost in this ball of confusion,

(Verse 1)
As time passes by my heart grow's more cold,
It's not a bad term, Guess im just getting old,
Sick off working my *** off, Chasing fool's gold,
Starting to feel like im stuck in a wrestling hold,
Low on breath, Gasp ,Still no record's sold,
Still reaching out grabbing that microphone,
Release some tention, Its my only way to unfold,
You call it relax, I relive stress by spittin on wax,
Rolling off fact's on a track trying to make a stack,
Il tell you what's even more depressing than that,
Record companies keep on turnin there back!!,
Writing rap and rhymes iv alway's had the nack,
I can write pages when it comes to a battle attack,
I can abuse word's like a smack head does crack,
But for now........................Im.................just ,
Kicking back, Reminiscing while listening to 2 pac!,

(Hook)
Im getting lost in this ball of confusion,
I put pen to paper an rhymes come oozin,
I love writing song's, I love the fusion,
Am i really an emcee or is it just an illusion,
God please help me come to a conclusion,
Coz im getting lost in this ball of confusion,

(Verse 2)
Seems like il never make it to were a wanna be,
They don't call me heavyweight for nothing, See?,
Its not the same rap game were i come from,
There are no set up battle's, No title's to be won,
I got my title from other emcee's reading my lyric's,
Saying "God damn JD your skill's have no limit's",
Ok im feeling the love, What about my rap sprit?,
Feeling broken down, Shattered all over the floor,
If im honest iv never felt this ****ed up before,
Iv poured my heart into something that i adore,
Rhyming hardcore, Spitting metaphors galore,
Throwing punchline's so sore, i just cant ignore,
So why do i feel like someone is closing the door?,
Like im locked in the booth, None can hear me roar,
Perhap's il just put my pen & pad back in the draw,
Pick up my mp3 player an listen to 2 pac some more,

(Hook x2)
Im getting lost in this ball of confusion,
I put pen to paper an rhymes come oozin,
I love writing song's, I love the fusion,
Am i really an emcee or is it just an illusion,
God please help me come to a conclusion,
Coz im getting lost in this ball of confusion,

JD