Smoking em pants

Im back into the brig...hmmm..come to think of it why'd would'nt i just sit in the house and rot bout it than sittin here...and seeing these sorta people round..dam. But what can i do best...instead of askin cash from my mum and dad, i think i'd rather be workin on and gettin them papers and making something bout it. 

Anyways, most of the homies here with me were all gone and furthering down their studies and be all about it. There be still be friends among..but how much could i be lingering and hopin on...aint much aye...so with it..why not sit here and fill my pocket up...sounds good too.

I wish im outta here, but i cant...i wanna do more than i ever be. Expose on shit like how superman cant be exposin to kryptonite..i wanna be more than superman...dam..i dont know...my minds pretty drifted and floatin...like aint ready but i am here now...all geared up fo war...gimme a sly bitch and i be throatin em...shit dwag...