I'm trying situational writing, so here's what I've come up with so far.
Sitting here breathing through my mouth, I'm really tired of allergies.
I wake up seething mid-night, I'm almost out of pills for these allergies.
I'd rather be working, but my body's exhausted. It should be my priority.
I feel sluggish and I can't breath. it's fighting my desire to make money.
Hopefully soon I'll be rested, renewed and refreshed. that's what I want to be.
As I sit on Facebook and choose my rhymes,
I'm watchin my boy Thomas lose his mind.
He's trippin cuz his 360 won't play Forza 3,
but Forza 2's willing to cooperate effortlessly.
For me, it's all about Arkham Asylum,
Gears of War 2, and Assassin's Creed.
Going fast is his motto while mine's bein sneaky.
Neither of us like flight sims, we don't fly them.
But we both dig spins on the turntables of DJ HERO.
Mashing buttons and fast-beat switching tracks.
Beating that game 100% is my most current task.
Tell me I play games too much, I'll call you a ZERO.