Sarcastic exemption
of a flaky perception
Based from confession
of realitys active. Ambition
In the pond of natural living
With ripples from
Instrumentals and pencil shavings
Making a difference
I make war paint from a lead base.
Head case...
Metal taste.. no ammunition gets silenced...
I'll talk violent for a second...
*** i get primal in consecutive sentences in rhyming...
I **** silence like whiskey
And speak my mind for a living
Seeing for blind ness...
And leaving Jesus on my chest peace
*** i really hate violence
No wishing.. you get it...
Apprehension is fatal...
Defy the great depression
In fact *** you pray to the bible
Dollars dont add up...
Its just a paper you make the American Bible...
Like dare to stand against dead presidents...
Like I dont care which ******* terror mode I go
I'm sure my soul will get heaven...
If God shows me to find home
*** i **** nothing but whiskey...
Mister... had so many sins
family dried when my eyes out
Cry till its cried out
And got protected by harder pressure
Than process of diamonds.
From coal. Like the..
Empty soul of the devil
Better get mind blown
And my boys rose pedal eyelids
And rhymes of a child's soul
I know this wise whiskey spoke
I heard a note.
I see I speak from seeing
Only what I know....
Thats my poem...
Hope you like it bro