If I'm more clever to write
Such beautiful pieces to light
Then there's no paper to be waste
As much as i haste

At the last risky time
That needs to be rhyme
I dont effin' care
Who told you to bare?

If i'm digging in the hole
Will i slip and slid at the pole?
Throw the trash 
I don't need a cash

So Please don't beg me to write 
This ain't a battle to fight
Maybe i need time & space
Were i could tie the lace.