as I rest upon this red cushioned chair
glanced a sign, no littering, couldn't help but stare
my imagination run wild, caught me off guard
littering beside a bin was the moment where it start
disobeying the rules that I was supposed to abide
between thrills or law, a question I couldn’t decide
consequences caught up, with a dead brain couldn’t react
under pure peer pressure, couldn’t handle it, I cracked
following the trend, to the latest of the richest
marking their stand, with statement they're the illest
building that stand in their delusional world
self-proclaimed, what you ain't, you making me hurl
feeling fresh and fly, with their limited stuffs
an image of pure cockiness, what they had craft
first impression's the image of a boy in detention
knowing the ins and outs, its only a pure obsession
an attachment and pure love to the branded goods
cant resist it, to the extent of sacrificing their foods
like the rhythms and rhymes of Lupe's superstar
rating wise this song's already on par

aye yo whuts happening?
today went to RP to support nurul and her dance crew.
went to library with friz and red first before setting off to RP.
red finally joined us after being so-called deceived by friz.
the dance crew was good but some were utterly disgusting.
thats my opinion and thoughts.
after that went back home and went out again.
haha like looser sia.
met up with ibu and the rest of the fam before meeting up with friz.
after which we went to the lib and i wrote the rhymes up dere.
hope u like it and pls do comment on it.
so till here im hustling off.

peace im out