An artists words don’t mean anything to anybody Itha¢a (Ft. Showbiz & Knxwledge)

Uh uh this one’s for you
Uh uh
Yo
So it’s six A. M
I’m ready to die again
Stumbling out the bed and then
I think about all the time I spent wasting
Its been a while think imma smile
Cuz I been gullible and pissed all day(?)
Been needing a new catchphrase
Besides I’m okay
Its a struggle each day
To keep the rhythm
I’m dizzy from potentious algorithms
I’m living life, live
And tell me what is it that I’m missing
Got the face of a literal loser
With little to no ambition
I’m rapping on these tracks that ain’t even monetized
I ain’t make a single stack
But to the music I’m obliged
I coulda sold out
Like all these rappers here for clout
For the fame
For the fortune
Mumbling they mouths
But momma told me not to do something
If I don’t like it
And if music was a woman you could bet I’m making love to it
Moonlight sonata this the third movement
Our body and (?)
So you betta move it
Flow so crazy that you gonna lose it
Son of the devil and these bars prove it