 What's up guys, takedown here with another video for you. Today I am reading my old raps and I haven't wrote these since the ninth and 10th grade around that time. And I did mention in my first story time video if you guys keep it up to date to that that I was gonna be making this video and there's some more stuff that's gonna be happening eventually hopefully on this channel in 2018 along these lines. But today, and this is my fourth gen iPod, this is what I used to write it on. You can see, you can't read it, but I got all this that I'm working with. And so many more. So this has potential to have a part two, a part three, a part four, a part five. I'm gonna be reading my raps as opposed to wrapping them. Some of it won't rhyme, some of it won't make any sense, some of it is just plain stupid. And yes, it will be cringy at times. Bear with me. CC is the way to go, Coug's custom from coast to coast. CC is the way to go, Coug's customs like burnt toast. That's what I was working with back in the day. What the fuck, a safety check? How do you expect me to pay this debt? I bet you won't yet sweat till I cross this jet. Uh, wow, my grammar sucks too. Trust me, leap. I am a threat, I get a million dollar roulette. Go ahead and sing the alphabet. Crash your Chevrolet into a brunette for ruining the internet. How upset you expect me to get? I just hope you don't forget, I'll burn my cigarette. Your whole life is full of regret. Now reset your options, start selling in the auctions, giving other people bargains, selling a dozen eggs in a carton lit. Make a living, here's a muffin, Horton, here's a who, I hear something too. Ha, ha, ha, ha, okay, whew. The Horton, here's a who, that's what got me. How can I make this more gay? Flowers in the background, tulips from above ground, or riding a unicorn through the streets? Oh shit, zombie apocalypse. Gallop, gallop, gallop, shit. Gallop, gallop, gallop, trip. Whoa, geez. Off to a good start, I'm enjoying it though. I'm trying not to, trying not to laugh too much. I don't care if you pull a knife, I'm sharper than that. Cause I'm standing behind your wife as you stab her to death. Okay, that one's not the worst one. Still terrible. Flanders fields, the potty's grow, victim by victim, row by row. Everything else after that is pure chaos and crap. Going to jail with no chance of bail, it's more like hell, getting trapped in your cell. Prison should teach me a lesson, must escape, there's too much mail rape. Okay, whew. I did everything to get out of here, even stopped calling my roommate a queer. Now all I do is sit and stare at the wall, thinking about how I'm going to get out, think of the, think of, wow. Think of a plan, dig a tunnel, then ran, or maybe jump the fence, but it's a long fall and I ain't even that tall. My roommate hears me making, my escape plan says, he says, I have to go to the can, leaves the cell, started to run down the hall, what the? To make a call to tell the guards about my plan to leave hell. But he forgot he sleep to my cell until the middle of the night I jumped down from the wall, grabbed a pill, a walk, like a ninja and all. Suffocate this beep, can't have no snitch, crawl into bed like nothing happened, wasn't even a brawl, doctor thinks he died fapping. It was assassination in school, I would have got this detention for this aggression, it's an obsession, repossession, got to break out soon, gonna stab people like it's a sin, bending tin, what? What? Okay, I hate this place, rather be in space, bail, who needs bail, my ninja moves, I can escape, dig a hole and not get raped. Everything in the book, you can now call me it cause I'm a crook, a rabbit without his foot. I hate people that say, A, you ain't Canadian, you're imitating them, Americans, geez. Join a gang, the mafia or the Mexicans, I am big stan, hitting you over the head with a frying pan saying you ain't a man, you're turning gay, not again. Oh shit, all this comes from the heart, it's an art, I think you're Jewish, you probably are. Always picking up pennies inside the door, oh shit. Working in this jail, mopping the floors, I'm stuck in this place, in a world of pain, I think I'm going insane, better hijack a train, hitting the guard over his head with a cane, steal his keys and run away, see the guards, see the guards then jump in the back, meet up with Dan, yo Dan this is big stan. I started away in this police van, got out at the gas station, one direction, bunch of things, what the fuck this car has no tags, probably stolen but keep rolling, drive to the destination, to metro station, hop on the subway, the conductor looks gay. Okay, I'm crying, oh that was a good one, oh shit. Like a fruit with a boot up his ass, what? Now I'm trying to run away, not get betrayed, not going back to jail, not being a slave, locked away, there's nothing I can do or say, but hey it's not all bad, I just gotta drive more fast, trying to skip town and not going to sit down, oh shit the cops act cool, don't be trippin' like a fool. Now it's a chase, better head back to my place, there's too many of them, Dan jumps out screaming, give my mother a shit, give my mom a shit, what? He's dead and there's nothing I could've done and said, I think I just saw that moon to go to. Fuck, fuck lock, this is, fuck lock, this is almost like an armored truck, hope I don't get it stuck, bridge under construction, oh shit, gonna get some airlift, fuck this, fuck this, fuck this, set the time bomb, tick tock, boom, wake up, it was just a dream, still in jail, sittin' in my cell, making my plan, maybe one day, oh what the hell, what? Okay, and then it goes back into the course, which I already said that was the first thing it said, oh my god, jail has to be the funniest one and it's like a stupid story. Misery equals motivation, if you have some medication for this elevation of rap, it's a realization of my dedication for my occupation, like my destination, I built this foundation, but for some devastation of my assassination, this is my generation, how I turned civilization into an exploration for my preparation, like a celebration, here's the translation, what's the occasion, it's an invasion. No, that's mistaken, I've just been undertaken, like a conversation with the devil, fuck this nation, this is my level, that's actually not the worst if I could've actually wrapped it faster, which I think I used to be able to, that's actually not the worst, that actually was pretty, okay, okay, not bad, not bad. This was me reading my old graphs from high school, honestly, I had a blast, I know, there's likely gonna be a part two eventually, a part three possibly, depends on how much you guys enjoyed this, how much likes you guys give, how many views this video gets, I just want to thank you guys for this opportunity, and I don't remember if I said it at the beginning, but I'm gonna say it now, just remember I'm not a rapper, even though I'd like to release a single sometime this year, this is the old stuff I used to write, this is the old me, mentally still there, this is the old stuff I used to write, now it's a little bit more advanced, not by much, but a little bit, anyways, I'm gonna leave that video here, comment down below what your favorite part was, comment down below if I should do a part two to this, because I got a whole bunch more content, anyways, like always, I will see you guys in the next one, peace.