having control on your swag
is more important
than having control on your life

knowing who is real and who is not
knowing who is great and who is not
there are so many that don't care
and saints that do care
but most are unfeeling
filled with the ******* of their lies

the world no longer knows
bout what real art is
with their fake idols and fashion
the ones who create real art
are ridiculed
while their work is torn down
they stand strong

i draw a treasure map on my chest
putting the X right over my heart
because that's where everything is buried
and where the true wealth lies

when a poet is at rest
he breathes uneasy
waitin for his muse
when a poet is at work
he breathes the breathes of all
for he is exhaling the universe in his work
when he completes
he is satisfied