Out the Boondocks!

Yeah, I from a small town too, never know what I’m gonna do, when I come through. 
I came up out the blood, and pulled it up out the mud, gotta stay steady smoking all the bud. 
Never been about a mother fucker trying to chew you up. Gotta say what up, if you want a mother fucker to show you what’s what. I know who I’ve been doing, how about you? 

But you better be careful if you don’t wanna meet my snub. Better watch out, when I catch you slipping, bet I’m gonna be on here spitting, calling you out rubber chicken. 
If I see you booger flicking, imma sneak up on you sticking. None of your bullshit i put up with, you only have the right to your own opinions. I know where I have been, what about you?

Walk away feeling sublime, clarity of mind, left them bleeding on concrete. Psychopathics’ steady heartbeat, mental health - never mind me, im okay - on no one I will ever blame. 
I’m out here about to release the reins, I don’t know if I’ll ever be the same, blackest magic in my veins, who I was never came, who I am never famed, who I’ll be never mattered, and who I am now you will never see. I’ve been ready, where were you. 

rap, metal, pop, male