This track's about more crazy shit that goes on at my parent's house. Cops were here last night because my brother was wasted and got pretty aggressive with my Mom. So here I am spittin' about it I guess... Freestyled the last bit of it.

Thanks to wyze-stingray for his beat "Reflections"

As I'm walkin' down my old street
Passin' people talkin' I will just keep on movin' my feet y'know
I'm Never stoppin' or pausin' because I am fluent to beats
And these cliques of new kids are ruined

Just fuckin glued to the flavor of the week
Seekin' new shit to do then, bustin' up with razors
Snuffin' up their paychecks, lustin to feel okay or
just feel nothin' at all... Until they lay there fuckin dead in the hall.

So I take a little break from it all
Takin' a drag from a cigarette
as I fiddle and stall appropriate calls
For help, vigorously tryin' not to fall

Victim to the world around me
Wishin' my girl astounding
Would come down to see me,
'Cus she listens when i talk about my surroundings,

Like my fucked up sibling ruining my grounds
Please, suck it up and get on going bro
'Cus you bound for disaster but he aint listening so...
And only just now I found my master key

To get this shit happening.
Blasting past tragedy
As I begin to forget the past me.
Deep within' I'm laughing now

As I'm passing by I plow
These children down
All gasp for air now
Drowning in fucking pairs... wow.

Marching by I stare down frowns
I don't care how they try and tare
My sound down and though it aint fair
How they fuckin' took my town

I just take a look around
And shake my head,
It pounds, raped by the clowns
Mistaken this for thinkin' they found

Another way replacin'
A good pay with hellbound days...
I wonder if what I say would find its way
To one of these kids I pray and change them...
Just maybe.

Now get the fuck out of my house.