Latest Activity: Played Coinbox Hero (Aug 26, 2014 5:07pm)
Points needed for next level: 262 Level
Hmm. Terrible I know, but uhh yeah. Tell me what you think of my lyrics, I didn’t bother putting it in lets say “rap song format” or poetry format, don’t really care since nobody is really seeing this.
This is for you dreamers, all you nonbelievers, finally on the court, got my ass up on the bleachers. Never had a coach, I watch from the stands. But I got heart though I’m like the motherfucking tin man. Starting out with a dream. But one day I’ll sell platinum and gold, play the hand I’m dealt no I won’t fold, as long as I havethe wealth of my soul, keep some love in my life and keep myself in control. I do whatever I can but life still says the same, I put it on blast but still no change, spit my raps make my rhymes I’m gonna change the game, Gonna make a name, gonna get the fame. wish that we could work together instead of placin’ blame. It’s ashame that the same ones that make the blame forgot their roll. A lot’s wrong with this life, but change is gonna come when time is wrong. I wanna see, people in power tell the truth. Teachers be proud to, help the youth. Sometimes I sit and wonder who am I? Where do we go when we die? Is religion my purpose or is it all just lies? Is there a creator, god, aliens and angels in the sky? Or are we just human beings trapped in our minds, can you really see my soul or is this all just rhymes, I ask myself these questions at night before I sleep, trying not to be stressed out, get me through the week. But, I haven’t read a book for fun since I was just a kid playing sports drinking my Capri sun, before I learned to get drunk roll that kill three six packs, but what I want to give back, to live that life with no worries, type with no hurries.