I can’t freestyle
No I can’t freestyle

Stream of conciousness
Is the best you can hope for

Haven’t you ever heard of
Poetry in motion?
The concept of the brain working in cycles
The idea that metaphors are
Paramount
And the idea that words are the bond

Clearly not
You’re shocked
And rocked to the core
Every time someone opens their mouth
You adore
The rhyme
You believe it’s a crime to
Have words that don’t connect well
Well to that I say
I’ve made a shotty friend today
Your tongue is trigger happy
But you’ve got nothing to say