My towns full of fate but infested with hate At a great rate that I estimate will escalate I fear my peers dont wanna hear the truth Ya drinkin beer, takin clears near the youth & I'm in the booth, tryin to spread my own word Y'all nerds saying whats in my head is absurd Can't be deterred, cuz i've said will be heard Whether its sh** that you dread or preferred For whatever im saying on the mic i'll be shot I'll say it how I feel whether you like it or not It s**s that I gotta be ignored & so neglected I was directed to the pysch ward like you expected I won't be respected til a honda accord is collected Until my flow is connected, restored & is perfected Drug users are addicted & convicted of crimes It's not my fault how you depicted my rhymes So many times, these fools think im jokin That I won't be taking a drink or smokin