wat up wats happenin

[Gutta]

Some times I sit back meditating, placing words on my paper
Just to take care of the empty spaces, so I'll see you later
Never again, will I have problems, after I indent with the pen
Live fast then gone, hard, but it's the life that I live
Some say it aint right for a kid, living trifled, but shit
I got a rifle and clips, plus a nine on my hips, Ill be fine if I slip
Don't wanna die in dis bitch, trying to make it
Cuz theres a only a couple other days til summer said my prayin mother
Yeah Im hood, but never understood why the Jungle didn't take me under
Im trying to get the gold and glitter, but Im losing focus nigga
Either hold a Mic or hold a pistol, that's all I know, cuz nigga
Life through my eyes is different and more complex
Then what your retina expects, a lifestyle of K's and Techs
U get married, paid and then, U gone raise your kids then rest
Plus its hard to be a father figure, when ur father said why bother nigga?
Try to be a bigger man, and raise your kids like U give a damn
I still recite the words I write, when I be illin on the curb at night
Fuck the dealins and the murders, pipe is stuck I got some herb to light

[complexity]

Never again, will I have problems, after I indent with the pen
Live fast then gone, hard, but it's the life that I live
Some say it aint right for a kid, living trifled, but shit
I got a rifle and clips, plus a nine on my hips, Ill be fine if I slip
Don't wanna die in dis bitch, trying to make it
Cuz theres a only a couple other days til summer said my prayin mother
Yeah Im hood, but never understood why the Jungle didn't take me under

Excellent. I also really felt that father line.

The rhyme scheme was dope as usual. The topic was what it was, 8.8/10

[Gutta]

thank you thank you