Get To Know Me...

Get To Know Me...





My philosophy opposite Socrates or Scientology with an economy of third world geography.
I swear solemnly honorably a rap Prodigy Young. Honestly I’d rather see a merge of hip-hop and poetry one. Society has poisoned me with royalty a smoking beat, my psychology's a thug mentality packing heat. With a fatality I’ll probably be going it kamikaze cause the way I see it, The world is a menagerie of chaos and deceit humanities bulimic. But that's just me...
That's why I skip the rap formalities I’m hot like the summer seasons, a young prodigy the one and only... survival anthropology

now there a fucking reason you should get to know me.

society including...
I wear my clothes loosely and smoke Lucy’s, but don’t be fooled B' I’m not your typical too cheap, to rock Gucci shoes. flows smooth to a fast beat “I carry the cross” I sport, like I was Nasty, I said it before diminish the beef with force, I’m classy. Either a nine, a four, or double shottie saw’d off. ‘Till the day I gotta face my mortality I drink that Smirnoff I’m lost, and sound off like round one In the slums where I come from survival of the fittest and I’m winning contradicting but it gets lonely...

another reason you should get to know me

but slow up, freeze dry my heart, a fresh start pardon my french god. Sometimes I just don't give a fuck it's like you live and you die. No lie I’m fly memorize my lines got you hypnotized but my rhymes mesmerize, and yet surprisingly, I’m like a dynasty.
Flow with me...
now there's another reason you should get to know me –
What? Yeah I lust… For more beef than bologna. I need a freak slut baby,to blow dice in Vegas A gangsta chick, we made it, we saved up the paper like Gwen Steffani’s engagement the past?
we erased it…
We beat the streets…

just another fucking reason you should get to know me…

Pradda