Wrote up a quickie to a metal fingers beat after work. bout an hour fifteen between writing and recording. Told myself I had to get a verse done and record it today. pretty fun. and I mean, come on, anyone can flow nice over this beat.

here are the lyrics:

Got no reason, but I give a great excuse,
Life's tough, gotta take a dare and face the truth,
Ran out of friends, had to collect and curate a crew,
Tried to avoid the bullshitters, losers and haters too,
Made it through to prove that I could do, it, sick, true,
Await the news of my slick moves,
Elusive, live aloof, make a groovy loop or two, with
What I got and what I knew, do what I gotta to get
Oodles of mula, fool, ain't heard of it google it,
Dude my noodle think with brutalist efficiency, doodlin,
Fallin farther, coastin downhill, broke and now fall's approachin,
Darnit, focus, don a warmer garment, garb in scarf and coat,
Coughin' throat, hark my artful note, the narc can smell the smoke,
Casually speak in sarcasm but it's hard to tell a joke,
And so, on and on I go, once on the honor roll,
But I became a cool cat like Professor McGonagall,
At times comical, I'm a catagory all my own,
On my own, seem happy but mostly I'm kinda low,
Just tryna combine my flow, with the content to match,
Don't ask me, I don't know what is happenin, time'll show.