TheMadWriter

The young champion in the position to heighten ambition/
Garnerin buzz and all the attention, honorable mention/
Drugs without the prevention, crack without the rocks/
Ya'll niggas rappin like ya'll are two without the Pacs/
This boy has got the game in his palm, got it clutched in his hand/
So many Kodak moments he might be On Demand, but he can't withstand/
Watchin his family randomly jamming heat while staring at enemies candidly/
So he wonders amidst his daze from the haze, if this day might be the last of his days/
If this sunshine might be the last of the rays, if his new bling might be the last time he pays/
For anything from Kays, so it motivates him to stray/
Start liftin weight as if he was boxin for his de...but, and there's nothin to dispute/
His desire to refute, the inevitable fut..ture, it's sort of sad to watch his family drift away/
Wonderin if he might have to grip the fif today, other days are in harmony but this is a maddened riff today/
And he says to himself damn, protects his mother and'er son so his girlfriend won't end up like Pam/
Known for only her tits, it's like that for him in the studio cuz he could only be known for bein a Ritz/
And so it infects him in bits, hidin in this secrecy it might even leave with me but I won't know until it hits/
A ritz? Half black half white half nice half dick to some people he's made fun of and shit/
But he just might end up the next big dick to 'explode' onto the scene and 'come' up with somethin other than what they get/
And when companies see it fit, he'll become a 'superstar' and do it fast yo, till they say he's a problem like a 'fiasco'/
Some say his crazy, makes Caesar look like he's lazy/
Ambitious but ambivalent on whether or not to hate these/
Studio niggas who concede to believe that they're get the message out even though the manager's in the lead/
So what does he believe? Is he sellin his soul to fame or is it just his mindframe he has to leave?/
There's a lot of question concernin the way that heaves, this countless weight and dimebags but what's up his sleeve?/
Start a record label like he's Jay Z, get ethered by a Nas and go on to be elite?/
Or maybe drop a illmatic, be still at it, and then get underrated despite the lyrical feats that he achieves?/
Maybe he might be the next backwards E, the next unseen key, comin in the game with hot beats/
And hot schemes, and just maybe this rapper just might scheme on gettin some hot Wu Tang and makin that CREAM/
That's the interesting thing nobody knows his future, don't dance don't sing so he's in doubt but not a loser/
He's a winner, this niggas are chicken dinner like KFC, and he realizes the champ he was made to be/
But watch out, significant terrific man but never proflic man, always the descriptive and can change the game with a different hand/
But what they don't acknowledge how he's more brolic than 300, more deceptive than the diamonds and gold in the ring/

The Champion is somewhere deep within the heart of the king...

Baller

Stopped reading after the first two bars and gave a quick glance at the rest. Your shit is poorly written. Not thought out to good or correct grammar a lot of times.

TheMadWriter

Criticism's criticism, I take it for what it is. Much appreciated. More feedback encouraged.

sofis2cated

Some of the shit made sense, some of it was actually pretty good.. but I agree with baller, you need more structure with your lines