I'm thinking how I can start,
But might as well go at it like a dart.
I listen to 21 savage's song called no heart, but I can only do that in the pitch dark.
Maybe they r all sharp and dark, at least they r in the ballpark. :P
I'll be balling,
jumping fences,
Acting like idc about the cops,
Wearing my tank tops,
But I didn't realize I have no hops.
Afterwards I was hungry,
So I got some pork chops.
Then for some reason,
I got on the bus with my pork chops, listening to 21 savage's red opps,
Relaxing and enjoying,
But I always, always desired something more,
Like a soda pop.
I'm thinking,
I'm planning,
And the bus stopped.
It wasn't at the destination, but I thought might as well,
Get off at this bus stop.
I don't know where it is but all I care about is my soda pop.
I got off the comfortable bus, where I can rest and think of the best,
And ran straight through the air with my bouncing chest, and losing my breath.
I'm coughing now and I'm asking myself how,
I don't know maybe cough drops will help.
I walked into the fancy shop, looking for my soda pop and my drops.
Finally
I got them all, didn't even look at the cost...
I felt lost, with my feeling frost, maybe it's just the weather, playing with my mind.
Was it worth it I thought,
--Meh--it doesn't matter, just let me remember the tire trace and maybe I'll see it one day.
Man, that sounds too sad,
Like I'm actually mad.
Bruh, I'm not mad, I'm just pat, writing on wattpad.
Bruh that sounds even sadder!
Aye, all I'm tryin to do is to climb that ladder.
Or waste my time and rhyme so I don't need to think about homework.😀😂
