West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: CodeCaine on December 04, 2001, 03:10:40 PM
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this is sum shit i wrote in class last week after tha teach wuz askin me bout if i had any problems at home and if i need to go talk to a guidance counsler bout my attitude and why i have changed so much and stopped caring..fuckin nosy ass teachers.. >:(
like an unsharpened pencil my lifes got no point/ so my only choice is to pick up tha glock or tha joint/ for now i take tha joint and put it to my lips/ but next time i'll grab 2 glocks and 2 clips/ one for each hand just to make sure/ im tired of this life i dont wanna live it no more/ my life seems fucked up and i got no control/ im not going to heaven cuz i already lost my soul/ some times i think that dying is tha only chance i got/ but i try to stay calm and think that its not/ then i just think of my lil nephew and he helps me stay sane/ he's one of tha main reasons i dont put a bullet in my brain/ tha other ones my mom, i couldnt give her that pain/ its like nobody knows and tha teacher has no fuckin clue/ no one understands my pain and tha shit i went thru/ they dont no bout tha trailer park and tha threats of being evicted/ how did my life turn to this, its shit i wouldnt have predicted/ but even if they knew no one would even care/ these bitches judge me but what they know bout welfare/ no one else is like me, expect for one homie and he's pretty rare/ he knows where im comin from cuz he wuz also there/ ........
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thats tight dawg, real deep, keep it up man. Thats some good shit. You should add on if you can, that would be even tighter...peace