6 lines. hate me
 

self-consciousness is keepin me from bein monsterous on the mic
not one accomplishment on my list, no shots to spit. this is like
killin me slowly, a constant fit of honest bits grippin tight
who'd like to show me their astonishment while rockin it without the fright
arms are wavin, locked in fists; paused with it but runnin close behind
not playin, stop this shit, applaudin ish might push me from my modest grind

i had this crazy idea for the way the flow was gonna be but i lost it. sorry

schemes were cool

would be doper if u used some more intricate words or more imagery

dug the inners tho

I'm sorry. i know exactly how you feel.

there's simply no way to overcome these things without jumping in the river.

you are not only talented, but capable.

This isn't bad, should make verses longer.

Feel you with the content. Your flow is a little off in comparison to your other shit, but you know this. Its really like dead said tho. Gott jump in the water if you wanna learn to swim. Peace luv