It's Over

So tell me whats a winner, I only learned from losing
What the fuck, nobody ever cared what I was doing
When I was sitting in my mommas basement
Making music, trying to prove that I could be that new shit
A School student, confused, got kicked out of class with a hundred times
And these other kids would abuse him
My focus was broke, and they told me I was hopeless
And all the teachers ask my parents what the fuck he smoking?
Im broken in this maze, a man in a search
amazing a game as an airport, Im landing in first
damn it Ive been handed a earth
Abandoned since birth
Not a man of the church, but god handed me words
He blessed me with the gift, I hope my raps will emerge
From this calamity happening, its getting rapidly worse
And actually, between my lid was a fantasy first
Very murderous, I tend to Charles Manson a verse!
Cancerous after this music, and the magic it works
Im in the scope, and thats why jimmy cant get my work
but ever since I moved on, I found a new song
and send to you people listening, I put my blues on.
So call me BB he be the next cat to the mike
I might fracture a mike.
Like lighting a strike, and I aint faking
Fuck ancient, this is history in the making