Oscar's Wild

How can I make it with no mercy I don't want no controversy It's hard when people try to hurt me It's my homies that are those that curse me F*ck you to those who burnt me Left mud all dirty now Now that I came up, I've been driving, driving sturdy, I'll say This time I won't let it disconcern me Turning wicked, no limits, and my mind's becoming vivid I'm just with it Listen, y'all, get with it Can't continue Bitchin', I'm lit Gifted Mind's mentally twisted This is X-split All the rhymes that I've supposedly written are scripted That's what you're gonna do when you're lost Go off with the exhaust, never soft Feeling like Robert Lee Frost Never crossed, just soft as f*ck What it costs, I am the boss Is the underground and make thunder sounds like I'm not coming Look who you're loving now I'm diving in head first, but I made a big splash Turning fast enough, probably give them whip flash Went past the flow, couldn't wait to let go Gather around, kids, a story First time my mama heard me rap, she was mortified Don't know why, it's just a few rhymes I'm a poet Dear mother, I'm Oscar Wilde, but you don't know what I can Turn into the program, feeling like a new man with a pen and the paper in hand That was the plan, maybe you should understand Many days spent pressing on that paper And hard just to impress them all later With rhyme after rhyme, online after rhymed on time after time, talk after my own kind Wacky little flow and rhyme that I got here Who inspired this guy Let's see, it's not even clear