Pro aka Mic Myers

Im an artist,tryna get my paper straight/

So my people can eat off me like paper plates/

i put white out in streets like paper mate/

to hold my money down like paper weights/

now im deep in thought,feelin crazy str8/

my life was hard,hard as my tightest bars/

im in anotha galaxy,hangin with brighter stars/

thats how i write.. to lighten my scars/

so feel me,

cuz i gotta eat till these heated streets kill me!

i battled on rapbattles.com... currently workin on a mixtape