freestyle poem

Drowning deep in thought
My mind crisscrossed,Lost
Can't afford to pay attention to these thoughts
So leave me lone I'm bout to go off
Like c2
Mind so gone from the smoke
Kush, dro
Wanna match? Hell no
I blow to tha dome
as I'm rapping in the microphone
all the ladies I wanna bone
hit me up on my cellphone
ladies wishing I was a clone
some of you lame rappers need to stay unknown
I'm the next capone
in my own zone
I stay in my lane,never did cocaine
smoke weed everyday though
stole long time ago
for the yayo
can't blame anybody
but myself
holla if you need me
fuck twelve
go find some shells
I'm done go kill yourself

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