Look I’ve got my own mind
Set the Bard free
Now I’m doing fine
Look I’ve got my own lines
Got myself a piece
And some peace of mind
Look I’ve got my own time
Got myself a lease
Pain will decrease in kind
Grew myself a spine
Got my back up rhymes
Pull them all out when I see the sign.
Look I pulled you out of my head
Along with all this existential dread
I’ve put you to bed and tucked you in
Like painting the tears on a Caiman
I’ve been here training
While you were complaining
Claiming to be the Patron Saint of Rhyme
You’ve got no patience.
You’ve got no restraint.
And you certainly ain’t got me this time
You ever thought she might find me attractive?
No you only thought about our **** you *******
Now I’m out of the fire like a ****** phoenix
I hope your new host has got a micro *****
Look I’ve got my own mind
Set the Bard free
Now I’m doing fine
Look I’ve got my own lines
Got myself a piece
And some peace of mind
Look I’ve got my own time
Got myself a lease
Pain will decrease in kind
Grew myself a spine
Got my back up rhymes
Pull them all out when I see the sign.
Look I see the sign load up my weapon
Loaded with rhyme and a lethal lesson
Hey I’m not messing my lines are clean
Like that spit shine I’mma give her bean
Life is for living so I dream
I’m the cat that got the cream
Fiend, Bard I’m gonna get her first
You’ve got no karma
You cause no threat
Like a desert you’ll never quash her thirst
You’ll get distracted by some attractive damsel
Or you’ll upset Gen Z and get yourself cancelled
I hope the whiskey pours and cigs are lit
Farewell I’m off to get my muse my darling.
Look I’ve got my own mind
Set the Bard free
Now I’m doing fine
Look I’ve got my own lines
Got myself a piece
And some peace of mind
Look I’ve got my own time
Got myself a lease
Pain will decrease in kind
Grew myself a spine
Got my back up rhymes
Pull them all out when I see the sign.
Apr 4
Apr 4, 2026 at 10:38 AM UTC
Look I’ve got my own mind
Set the Bard free
Now I’m doing fine
Look I’ve got my own lines
Got myself a piece
And some peace of mind
Look I’ve got my own time
Got myself a lease
Pain will decrease in kind
Grew myself a spine
Got my back up rhymes
Pull them all out when I see the sign.
Look I pulled you out of my head
Along with all this existential dread
I’ve put you to bed and tucked you in
Like painting the tears on a Caiman
I’ve been here training
While you were complaining
Claiming to be the Patron Saint of Rhyme
You’ve got no patience.
You’ve got no restraint.
And you certainly ain’t got me this time
You ever thought she might find me attractive?
No you only thought about our **** you *******
Now I’m out of the fire like a ****** phoenix
I hope your new host has got a micro *****
Look I’ve got my own mind
Set the Bard free
Now I’m doing fine
Look I’ve got my own lines
Got myself a piece
And some peace of mind
Look I’ve got my own time
Got myself a lease
Pain will decrease in kind
Grew myself a spine
Got my back up rhymes
Pull them all out when I see the sign.
Look I see the sign load up my weapon
Loaded with rhyme and a lethal lesson
Hey I’m not messing my lines are clean
Like that spit shine I’mma give her bean
Life is for living so I dream
I’m the cat that got the cream
Fiend, Bard I’m gonna get her first
You’ve got no karma
You cause no threat
Like a desert you’ll never quash her thirst
You’ll get distracted by some attractive damsel
Or you’ll upset Gen Z and get yourself cancelled
I hope the whiskey pours and cigs are lit
Farewell I’m off to get my muse my darling.
Look I’ve got my own mind
Set the Bard free
Now I’m doing fine
Look I’ve got my own lines
Got myself a piece
And some peace of mind
Look I’ve got my own time
Got myself a lease
Pain will decrease in kind
Grew myself a spine
Got my back up rhymes
Pull them all out when I see the sign.
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