Nobodys listening. i got a heart full of pain head full of stress. hand full of anger held in my chest. and everything left is a waste of time. i hate my ryhmes but i hate everyone else as more. im riding on the back of this pressure. guessing that it's better I can't keep my self together because all of this stress gave me something to write on. the pain gave me something i can set my sights on. never forget the blood sweat n tears. the up hill struggle over years..the fear..trash talking and the people it was too..and the people who started it will no how to finish it Thats what i got lol