Im bak after a few weeks of hurt and worrying. my grandad dies
Fuck wer’am goin gotta get over him sipped some cognac
Some one popped an E in with me a knowing it sat in the corner trippin
Hittin on the first hunni spittin called her over whispered in her ear
Only took the bitch 10 minutes to hear she dragged me to a cab.
Bad move the bitch was a dyke she dropped me off and said take a hike
Went upstairs to find mah cell fone ringing “speak”woz mah ex from down south
“Im pregnant” put down the fone hit the bong next minute I kno anotha life is gone

so listen up peeps keep away from the bitch that seek real g’s
for free E’s even if shes got some great tities
coz wen u move on to the next ho the bitch tryies 2 ruin yo life
“life aint a game so why we playin its like monopoly
only one day you wont pass go ull be on the floor
with blood running from you mouth WHORE”

The E’s dying off now its putting me on a downer
Back to square one with a dead family member!!!

Needs work I know jus wrote it rough
My grandad died on new years day and my ex girlfriend lied saying shes pregnant
 that’s why I aint been spittin for few weeks
Trust me no matter who dies be strong it seems right to do at the time to drink yoursself to happiness
But wot good does that do in the end stay soba be strong

Peace R.I.P Davie

~feedbak plz~

kinda simplistic, but its kinda poemish/keystyle, so thats ok..deep at times, flow was off and on but it was aight

I pretty much agree. Not that I could rap it or sumthing but it was kinda deep at points and overall interesting