I wrote a poem then I picked up a guitar sang a couple lines holy shit that's a hit! Jimmy Iovine is now looking at me like I'm a chick with big tits because there's money to be made just not for the artist getting clicks on Spotify making...

Crippled visibility casted before my face.Weathered by fog, low mist and even haze.Numbered like the days, you might be hot andbothered in a cell. See us from afar and hide.Frightened from the height without an ask for raise.Lately I’ve...