I'm Just Bullshittin' (I Ain't Bullshittin' Freestyle)

[Taboo]

I'm about to make some money doing big business

I mean them stupid ass hoochie ass figures

I'm about to start right now

I should probably start right now but I'm bullshitin'

I should probably stop starting things I can't finish

And fuck around with stupid ass hoochie ass bitches

I should probably stop right now, I'm about to stop right now but I'm bullshittin'

I stay bent, rain drenched on the same bench

Pouring liquor out, trynna figure out where the day went

Falling flat on my face to make my payments

Get a taste of the pavement but embraced what the pain meant

I know the weight of the world so I can save strength

Beyond insane it leaves me on the same wavelength

It makes sense my placement is the basement steps

We underground, the foundation of the great depressed

I wake up every single morning to the same regrets

The only thing that I know how to do is make a mess

Breaking sweats screaming "I hate this test"

I'ma save my breath, I'ma need that shit when I'm chasing death

This pain in my brain stressed me

It came from a strange medley that changed and became deadly

All that was right became lefty

No biggie the way that my faith left me it's skating like Wayne Gretzky

The weight that it made stressed me

It flipped pain on his brain

Life's a roll of the the dice, I'm bored of this kids game

I swore that I switched lanes, showed myself that shits changed

And just like that and right back being insane

Twisting herb, already on my 3rd spliff

It's disturbed, how a little problem can turn big

I can finally see what hurt is

Trying to forge a new path with the debris from this burnt bridge

[Coast]

I felt like I wasn't worthy of shit for over half my life

The latter half I battle past it with laughter right

I say fuck it, but it eats the soul out of me

I'd go casually knowing I'm a casualty

Omnipresent, Convalescent

I Know it's facts that my presence is unpleasant

I been suffering from that since a Boy Scout

My thoughts loud

Im just tryna turn the noise down I don't have regard for health

I'm a fuckin dummy

Don't love myself

So how the fuck you get something from me

Living crumby, frontin like it's all gravy

I just eat sleep and shit like a small baby

What you'd call crazy

What the fuck is life 'bout

Feelin wiped out

The fuck I'm sposed to write down?

Right now I am presently at wits end

Tryna figure out this bitch life and her trick friends

Fuck a sick Benz wit rims or some quick ends..(why?)

So I could front I'm big time like I'm Big Ben

Bic pens, click lighters, white loose leaf

Usually, I like to puff fire that soothes me

I'm not a newbie, I been doin this here, for no reason now I'm on my 25th year

I sip beer, and I think of what it coulda been

I was never scared to work you know I fucking put it in

Waste of air, since space and time existed

Ancient Mayan scriptures depict me high in pictures

I fail better, and usually on a higher scale

My clientele has spent millions on the lies I sell