I really want to know,
What separates the next Edgar Allen Poe
from the average adolescent
in front of the liquor store?

Hey yo!
From that valley
but i haven’t seen the sunset
not playing,
I got game that could make a nun wet.
Pump that!
Art in my veins
at the bottom but i'm the hottest
so call me the blue part of the flame!
man in college I changed,
Remember first stepping on the soil
I was an innocent boy
Extra ****** like an olive oil
Gave my brain to a half Asian
amazing
gave it back now i’m finally graduating
Yo i’m a raider
no greater
than your average hater
He gave me a hand, the brokest!
I had a better chance getting cake in Hostess
Focus!
bacon, stop losing it
here’s the ball
and there’s the net
homies keep asking me why I ain’t made it yet,
I plan my moves so carefully like it’s a game of chess
This is my leap year no more taking baby steps.

"My brother, you could be a Christian
And go from being Catholic to being confused
To knowing the only way is to fear God
And you got nothing to lose, everything to gain
Can I get a witness?

But you got to believe in something
You got to believe in something
Or you will be a rhythmless void
So here’s a toast to my God
And all of y’all who played a yard
May your word be born and may you find
That the Lord may not come when you call
But he’s always on time"

With each poem,
I get closer in becoming a lovable Golem.

So what's hot in the streets
I’m mean
I beat women,
OG
I’ve seen prison
I even eat kittens
We winning
Mr. Kelly met me
he let me *** with him.

I’m so deep with words it could sound like an eternity
one day they will close read my rhymes in every university
I only make vinyls
and I serve emcees that burn CDs,
I’m so undergrounds even my fans haven’t even heard of me,
nah,
I got money son,
all my watches are custom done
by the time
I set the time
my butler comes with another one
I’m gutter son,
the razors in my mouth are just to cut my gums,
My facebook is set to private son
you don’t know where the **** I’m from

Imma poet,
roses are red
Moses ovaries bled
Supernova explodes,
when my pen exposes it led.
I once mounted a soul, when its body was chemically dead,
If you don’t know my poetries dope, its because its going over your head,
nah,

I’m so Hip Hop I crip walk in flip flops,
Imma mix of Rick ross, and lil kris kross,
Imma gang banger
nah,
scratch that, imma backpacker,
rap is just a stepping stone in becoming a bad actor,
imma crack rapper,
actually sponsor by arm and hammer
I **** with some proper grammar
make government propaganda
What ever it takes to get my face in front a hundred cameras
**** rap!
I’ll tell everyone in the stands to throw their hands up,

What I am
should be obvious.

Imma positive rapper I swear my mom is a pastor
I got a pocket quran
I almost read all of the chapters,
and Imma get a couple grammys,
yep and an emmy,
I'm family friendly,
even your old freakin granny gets me.

Back in the day when life gave us lemons
we made lemonade
never straight
never made a track that was second grade
In seventh grade
it was never about getting paid
thats why we spend more money than we ever made,
I used to love it but **** it,
I’m giving up
imma puppet,
I’m anything,
I’m everything, if you got money in your pocket
Congratulations to sponsors on creating a monster
All you haters are just making me stronger

And now all my fans hate me,
They say “I liked you before you were mainstream”
******* so did I somebody should of paid me
Imma Iconic,
byproduct,
And no ones tryna buy product,
Ironic,
want my chronic
but won’t put five on it,
but I promise,
give me an idea and i’ll build it,
I make your eyes pop out of your eye sockets,
so y’all can go ahead and be some hip hop heads,
pressing free download’,
until hip hops dead,
Please,
just keep on spitting
just keep on spitting
make sure you keep on spitting
just keep on spitting
make sure you keep on spitting
just keep on spitting
just keep on spitting
Please!!!

Tell me when you're coming home again,
Do you think about me now or then?
Please tell me you think about me now, not then.
Come home so we can be friends again.

I met this girl ‘til I was 6 years old,
What I loved about her that she had so much soul,
She said excuse me lil homie,
I know you don’t know me
my name is Iguala, and I like to grow trees,
and from that point I never forgot her at all
Guerrillas came to town, and we hid from them all
brothers like to act tough, but she knows they're soft
We used to mess with tourist and towed them off
When I grew up she showed me how to go downtown
In the nighttime her face lit up,
so astounding,
I told her there will be a place in my heart where she’ll always be
She never messed with men because they always leave.
She said, “It feels like they stomped, and rode on me”
They knew I was cartel affiliated, so they got up and told on me
Maybe that's why last month she got so cold on me.
She said, “Litos, keep your dreams shiny and gold for me.”

Tell me when you're coming home again,
Do you think about me now or then?
Please tell me you think about me now, not then.
Come home so we can be friends again.

If you really cared about her
You would of never left her to follow your dreams
Sometimes I still talk to her
But when I talk to her
It always seems that  she wants to talk about me
She said, “You left your friends, and they are just like you
they also have dream, and wanna succeed like you,
But they ain't you”
and I just got through
thinking about life,
this Litos is new
People always tell me that leaving her was wrong
I guess you never know what you got ‘til its gone.
“God put you here for a reason” and I can’t go back home
And guess when I heard that, when I was back home.
Every little talk I’m representing you, making your proud,
Reach for the Gods you land on the clouds
jump in the lake, wave your body around
If you don’t know by now
I’m talking about my Mexican Town!!!

Tell me when you're coming home again,
Do you think about me now or then?
Please tell me you think about me now, not then.
Come home so we can be friends again.

When I was younger I wanted a big houses with hot cars
but then I learn things in the screens will never be ours
I look over the mountain and the dream ain't far
where I’m from the Geto boys are the rock stars
In the day fancy cars, in the night cop cars
I know they want me behind bars.

What did he say?
That nothing's ever promised tomorrow, but today
You're from the city where living is a harder way
So you should dedicate your life like Jesus say
but God, before you give me a vocation today
Can you raise my Dad from minimum wage?
And I know the United States Administer aids
So should I just keep praying like my minister say?

They say people in your life are like seasons
and anything that happens is for a reason
But brothers keep clapping and your squeezing
while my mother keeps praying, she’s still believing

And Jesus the one day that i'll see him
i’ll put his shoes on and try to be him
the devil is alive I hear him breathin’
Claiming love is the only key, so ill keep on dreamin’
Please tell me about love I know you're teasing...

I don’t know what to believe,
“Have faith” He told me
Faith, that was seeing beyond.
He compared it to the wind
it can be felt,
but not seen.

Its a feeling,
what I feel for someone else.
My mind can’t explain it
I  can't make it go away.
What is this?
love?

I want to share it with her,
not all of it
just the good things.
Am I wrong to want that?

I think about her all the time.

What is the point?
What do you feel?
I don’t know the words to describe it
Do you feel warmth?  
Does it feel nice?
There is more,
so much more
I know there is something missing
no not missing
stolen
Something was stolen
from me
and you....