A Verse a Day

I Never let a day pass without writing a verse or two
Contradiction: these not your «everyday bars»
This shit is something you ain’t never used to, not for this youth
With brain damage, to them, everything sounds cool
I swear, they need to get a sound school
That line is tryna find a parking spot when it circles all around you
That’s over your head like this hoody too?
Not even vaccinated, for you, it’s hard to catch this flu
I mean these sick lines I spit, boy, you’re not immune
You just don’t understand me, go read your books
Speeder Razor never hesitates when I’m cutting through your head
For you to learn, you really need these necessary wounds
That’s 12 bars, let me add 3 after this line
To make it the age I was when FSV1 was dropped
I’m really impressed with my improvement when it comes to rhymes
This not a race but there’s a finish line
I’m ‘bout to drop some other mixtapes
But if you’re hearing this
You’re listening to the Vet of the Free State
Look, that’s what «FSV» really stands for
Don’t have the crown, but I’m forever king in Zastron
Look, and when I drop these other mixtapes
See the phase change in this place, solidifying my state (So strong)
That’s what gon keep me up so very long
I need the crown ‘cause I’m forever king in Zastron
I heard my homie asking «Razor, when you dropping though?
It’s been a while, where’s the music bro? Your shit is dope
The type of music you listen and guarantees you hope
Got me anticipating ‘cause of the covers that you post.»
I told him «Patiently wait, my homie, soon come.»
In Zastron City, I’m Caster Semenya — smooth run
Even if they gotta go against me, I’m number one!
Until I have my dreams chase me, I’m forever up
Eradication of the weak, I’m on my seventh shit
Never heard the first one from them, so on this battleship
They better jump off and drown themselves where the fish
Lay eggs and stay there, and see zeros, no oxygen
I never been a rap dude, I’m just a poet who rhymes
Never make you dance, unless you «two-step» at time
You’ll never raise your hands, unless you’ve got a question to ask
And nowadays everything’s trash, I need a garbage truck!
You know me to be dropping mixtapes
But this an album; with this shit I clean the streets, nobody stays
Yeah, I use my brain for what it’s really for:
Motivation, inspiration, building myself and more
I write a verse each and every day
And if you’re hearing this, it means a lot, I really do appreciate
You motivate me to keep going so very long
Can’t tell you how much happy I am that I’ve finally dropped