ayo sup, name is chris or you see my name there <----- anyways i've been writing since 16, now about to go 19 so feel my flow and get back at me. you know.
I'm understanding that my rhymes could be a fluke
Smashing words all together, coming out its puke.
Strangely it comes good, but material is weak
So I'll repent this food, nourish myself to complete
The part of me never shown, publicly I remake
The newness to be grown, matured, n' I wake
Splash V8, pancakes, egg whites, n' green tea
Right ingredients to create me thee, the emcee
Hit the scene, under radar like David Chappelle
I'm far out, GPS, no where else to be found
Can't describe me unique, technique is practical
Minimal discretion advised, I speak animal
In an age where the mess don't mesh to contest
That my rhyme skills creates a message, I'm obsessed
To myself, don't confuse arrogance like West
Distant from the game, out here to try my best
thats my intro. thats only minimal. I have lots more of material so give me some feed back... peace.
