The trouble with writing is I never know where to start
Every line I write I tend to just pick it apart
Scribble and scratch it out, nah that wasnt sick enough
Try somewhere new and see if this is where to pick it up
Im sick as fuck, thats why im up at 6am spittin a verse
its a gift and curse, got all these cats splittin disperse
My mind is so diverse, but really whats the meaning
Wrinkle out all the flaws like pickin up a shirt from dry cleaning
All you other cats spit verses that get boos and nahs
Im trying to spit some fire to have the crowd in oo's and ahs
I got a plethora of lines thats why they call me surplus
Its worthless, all you garbage emcees aint got no purpose
Whole team thinks Im dope when im spit and write though
I roll with a bunch of killers and dealers straight up psycho
Fuck this internet shit, its a circus this shits a playground
Come around talking mess to my squad, nigga just lay down