Some days I just wanna up and call it quits,
I feel like Im surrounded by a wall of bricks,
Everytime I go to get up I just fall in piss,
My lifes like one great big ball of shit,
If I could just put it all in all I spit,
Instead I always try to swallow it,
Instead of staring at this wall and shit,
While I sit writers block sick of all this shit,
Cant call it shit, all I know is Im about to hit the wall,
If I have to see another one of moms alchaholic fits,
This is it, last straw, thats all, thats it,
I aint dealing with another fucking politic,
Im like a stewin bubble in him, till it filters up,
Im about to kill it, I can feel it building up,
Blow this building up, Ive been sealed enough,
My cup run it over Ive been filled up,
But then explosion bust and spills my guts,
You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts,
But Im a show you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You dont feel it then it must be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, Im about to tear shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah Im make your hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, Im a tell you who I be,
Im make you hate me cause you aint me,
You aint, it aint to late to finally see,
What you close minded fucks were too blind to see,
Whoever find me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out this world and aint no one out there mind as me,
You need peace of mind, well heres a piece of mine,
All I needs a line but sometimes,
I dont always find the words to rhyme,
To express how Im really feeling at that time,
Yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, just sometimes,
Its always me, how dark can these hallways be,
The clock stikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
This half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
Im desperate at my desk if I could just get the rest,
Of this shit off my chest, again, stuck in this slum,
Cant think of nothing, fuck Im stumped,
But wait here comes something,
Nope, its not good enough, scribbel it out, new pad,
Krinkel it up and throw that shit out,
Im fisseling now thought I had figured it out,
Balls in my court but Im scared to dribbel it out,
But Im afraid, why am I afaid, why am I a slave to this trade,
Sign that Ill spit to the grave, real enough to rawl you up,
What me to flip it I can rip it any style you want,
Im a switch, yeah a bitch, jimmy smith aint a quitter,
Im a sit here till I get enough,
For me to finally hit a fucking boiling point,
Put some oil in your joints,
Flip the coin bitch come get destroyed,
An mcs worst dream I make them tense since they hate me,
See me and shake like a shangeling fence,
By the looks of them you would swear yours was comming,
By the scream of them you would swear Im sawing something,
By the way they running you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or never tonight is all or nothing,
Momma, jimmy keep leaving on us, he said hed be back,
He pinky promised, I dont think hes honest,
I be back baby I just got to beat this clock,
Fuck this clock, Im make them eat this watch,
Dont believe me watch, Im a win this race,
And Im a come back and rub my shit in your face,
Bitch I found my neck, you gonna hear my voice,
Till you sick of it you aint gonna have a choice,
If I gotta scream till I have half a lung,
If I have half a chance I grab it, rabbit run...
