Millions of things going up at one time,
And yet the fakes say I'm a fun rhyme...

Ya know, it is rather funny.
I'm rappin for you, yet have no money...

Not able to breath, to much confusion,
My chest begins to heave, I see an illusion...

Ok ok now let me say first hand,
This isn't my best verse, understand...

Dont dare to step up to my plate!
You dont know, eminem's out, I'm the great...

Continuously crying, never seeming to cease,
Wishing the inner pain would just decease...

Have you ever felt nobody can save
The way you feel, like a slave...

Depression has me in a deep choke hold.
Impression's out, haters sayin I spoke old...

It's done. I am done trying to fake.
Us not seeing each other, has to be a mistake...

Life toughing up, teachers comin back,
Tryin to keep my cool, not act so whack...

Watching memories fly right on by,
Dont even have time to ask why...

My reputation I have obtained,
And my anger has been restrained...