DEar DAd & Moms freestyle.

you guys got me mad frustrated.
but yo your ideals are outdated,
we are livin in 2008,
im not so sure i might graduate.
pleeze dont hate.
but i cant wait,
to get out of my brother's shadow.
the biggest, hardest worker in my family i've ever known.
its just goes to show.
he doesnt need to flow.
he lives up to everyone's expectations.
we gots the most relations.
he never got hesitations-
about what he wants to do in life.
i just might,
fuckin end up dead, on the wrong side of the road.
i might be walkin on the rocky road.
yo its might be easy right now.
cause im just tastin that wow now how brown cow.


today would be a different day.
if my dad werent so gay in a figurative way.
left my momma more than 15 years ago, ok?
sure, he made alot of bad decisions,
not as bad as the way im not missin him.
any more, fuck that danm ass whore.
now i could careless if he comes back through that front door.
the only thing i could want more is just-
is for him to give the child support
and get the fuck out of my life.
he wasnt there for his wife.
and cause of that, no child support was givin.
sure me and nick stayed over on weekends and we was livin it up.

two, no one, spoiled princes.
one deserved it the other did not,
one was lazy, and the other well taught,
one had skills, and the other was mom bought.
and ones things fo sho. those two almost never fought.
they even played to gether as xavier and juggernaut.

on the genesis, all the way to the 360.
and today G, we was watching power rangers: overdrive.
man did i feel alive.
all that reminiscing and nostalgia,
all thanks to my dad for passin down lazyness,
i couldnt even pass algebra.
man i wish i was like kanye,
that foo was a college dropout,
but now he's the one selling top class singles
losing grammys yelling is mouth out.

what about me?
ima be the highschool drop out.
smokin dope,
and sellin lies.
dont even know what the fuck i'll try-
next.

dont got muscles to flex,
dont got stamina to run to the usa from mex
dont got brains like asians,
dont got too many friends to text.
sure i think im bad,
but what's next?

hell yeah, im gonna drink and praty smoke,
for tomorrow we die.
says so in the bible,
but i hate going to church,
the people,
the happiness,
the joy,
almost everything about it except the ideals.
some of them i'd like to carry over.
bring it just like red-rover.

you see my cup its also flowing-over,
for a poor kid.
yeah that's what i did.
miss school more than once a week.
yeah i fibbed.
didnt get an a in my english class.
but i got a big fat EFF,
man my face is all frowned
like my uncle jeff.
yeah you saw his face.
you'd be like that's true.