Underground, independent rapper from the group called the Living Legends
I had the pleasure of seeing him perform the first two live on a copious amount of mdma
"Forever rocking 20 dollar pants til the end"
I'll make it clear, homes
I'm all about how it sounds
I deal with audio
My graffiti looks like shit
I dress how I dress and can't really dance a lick
The chance is this shit might never catch on
But my friends like my songs, and I like my songs
Life-long endeavors for the pleasure
Now you can faze me with your laughter, your smiles, or your pain,
I feel your trials when I'm down and out, or winning at the game,
No one to claim Creator, yet the masses are perplexed,
Cause by life we're so impressed, we all wish we had a next,
And that's no matter how much I complain,
Really couldn't place no blame,
I'll just refrain try stayin' sane, and hope you watch your aim,
I scope and got the flame,
To make and knock and sock the same,
Got to use the brain,
So I can lose the chain