this guy is very interesting....

you know what really sux ?...

it sucks when a bunch of my friends graduate and can't find jobs to start their careers, so they have to settle for something that they are wayyy overqualified for.

it sucks when you brush your teeth and drink orange juice like 20 mins after, but that wack ass after taste is still in your mouth.

it sucks when people smoke cigarettes b/c there is absolutely NOTHING positive to come out of that....i need to quit smoking.

it sucks when you find a pair of sneakers in your crib that you used to rock hardbody and they still clean, so you put em on, but you realize you have to clip your toenails to fit em the right way.

it sucks when you start talking about something really important but somewhere into the conversation your mind wanders off and you (and the person your talking to) forget what the fuck you where talking about in the first place.

it sucks like hell when you can't find your phone.

it sucks when i write songs that i think are fuckin dope when i write it, but after about 3 or 4 times of repeating and memorizing the shit, i think it sucks so bad i strike it from my memory and throw it away.

it sucks when you have talent but lil things get in the way of you seeing that through, so you have to wait to express yourself.

it sucks when the peanut butter side of your pb&j sammich is too peanut buttery, so when you bite it, the shit sticks to the roof of your mouth.

it REALLY sucks when you drink tea/coffee or soup too fast and you burn your tongue, and it loses tasting sensation in that area of your tongue for the next 4 - 5 days.

it sucks when you think of something really cool and find out someone else thought about it first and made something out of it mad long ago.

-C!

Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me, are you trying to get through
Are you reaching out for me, I'm reaching out for you

I'm just so fuckin' depressed
I just can seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump
But I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps
Fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up
In order for me to pick that mic back up
I don't know how I pry away
And I ended up in this position I'm in
I starting to feel distant again
So I decided just to pick this pen
Up and tried to make an attempt to vent
But I just can't admit
Or come to grips, with the fact that
I may be done with rap
I need a new outlet
I know some shits so hard to swallow
And I just can't sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow
But I know one fact
I'll be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow
But you have to walk a thousand miles

In my shoes, just to see
What it's like, to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what I'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each other's mind
Just to see what we find
Look at shit through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful woah
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you sO
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful woah
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you

I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor
Everything is so tense and gloom
I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room
Just as soon as I walk in
It's like all eyes on me
So I try to avoid any eye contact
Cause if I do that then it opens a door to conversation
Like I want that...
I'm not looking for extra attention
I just want to be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room
Maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I don't need fucking man servant
Tryin to follow me around, and wipe my ass
Laugh at every single joke I crack
And half of them ain't even funny like
Ahh Marshall, you're so funny man, you should be a comedian, god damn
Unfortunately I am, but I just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why don't you all sit down
Listen to the tale I'm about to tell
Hell, we don't have to trade our shoes
And you don't have to walk no thousand miles

In my shoes, just to see
What it's like, to be me
All be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what I'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each other's mind
Just to see what we find
Look at shit through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful woah
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you so
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful woah
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you

Nobody asked for life to deal us
With these bullshit hands they've delt
We have to take these cards ourselves
And flip them, don't expect no help
Now I could have either just
Sat on my ass and pissed and moaned
But take this situation in which I'm placed in
And get up and get my own
I was never the type of kid
To wait but I know to unpack his bags
Never sat on the porch and hoped and prayed
For a dad to show up who never did
I just wanted to fit in
Every single place
Every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid
Even if it meant acting stupid
Aunt Edna always told me
Keep making that face till it gets stuck like that
Meanwhile I'm just standing there
Holding my tongue up trying to talk like this
Till I stuck my tongue on the frozen stop sign poll at 8 years old
I learned my lesson and cause I wasn't tryin to impress my friends no more
But I already told you my whole life story
Not just based on my description
Cause where you see it from where you're sitting
Is probably 110% different
I guess we would have to walk a mile
In each other's shoes, at least
What size you where?
I wear tens
Let's see if you can fit your feet

In my shoes, just to see
What it's like, to be me
All be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what I'd be like to

Feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each other's mind
Just to see what we find
Look at shit through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful woah
They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you so
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful woah

They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you
Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone...
Are you calling me, are you trying to get through woah
Are you reaching out for me, I'm reaching out for you so

Yea... To my babies. Stay strong. Daddy will be home soon
And to the rest of the world, god gave you the shoes
That fit you, so put em on and wear em
And be yourself man, be proud of who you are
Even if it sounds corny,
Don't ever let no one tell you, you ain't beautiful

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P.S: the dumb shit that makes me laugh...

need an artist?

listen, i rap my fuckin ass off at any given moment without warning.
i need to record my thoughts. if there's anybody out there looking for a versatile artist to work with; holla at me. i'm down to write any kind of song and i'm open minded as far as different ideas are concerned. i don't have a whole lot to show of my talents but hopefully, in a short amount of time that can change if the right connections are made.

P.S: i just wanna make good music.