Middle Class Boy

Yes I exist amid the mist

Presenting you Lil gist living life with an iron fist

 I am not flashy who feel sassy by pricy bikes 

Livin a life full of spikes 

Still find pride in honda's ride keeping ego aside

Hoping my dreams glide 

Deeply hurt with deeply wounded with several problems mounded

But can find my values still grounded

I dont brag like a hag coz my dad ain't moneybag 

But I kill em with my middle-class swag with a heavy price tag

My folks are busy reading memes, hitting gyms but I find myself in rhyming schemes

I am all around the fake snakes who crack jokes in fake accent forgetting they're nascent

I dont give a fxxk as being cool as a milkshake with my belief in god forsake

Yet I am falling like autumn shit life is at bottom

But I am the batman of my own Gotham 

 Just waiting for my dice to roll

 Bringing me a good payroll