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Ma name: Muhammad
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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

126th- Self doubt got me thinking of... nothing.

I'm wick, wicker than shit,
Stiffer than sticks mixed with rocks stuffed in the cervix.
I can never aim or kick.
I'm too wick, but i don't admit when i rhyme or speak.

"Don't play the blame game, blame yourself"
... Thats why i'm in the darkness, hating myself.
Praying for help.
But i'm left with no shout out, i'm left without a route with my self-doubt.

I can't stop hating myself at all.
Pointing out every flaw... I guess thats why i hate stepping outta my door.
My rhymes ain't top notch,
My brains are on the porch scorched from thinking a lot.

~I can't freestyle or think strict in a split second quick. I can't pick the right thing to say coz all females think imma prick. Throw me a brick... I wanna see if i'm as numb-skulled as compared to concrete.

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