If I didn't put this pen to this  page I'd probably be gone now or twisted over with rage I engage in my self deprecation as my own form of dedication to life and my craft it's like Richard Roundtree when he was shaft I grab this pen to save lives maybe end a few careers I guess it beats draining my sorrow into beer not to judge those that drink but when I think of someone holding alcohol my mind goes to when I was younger and saw those broken dreams and shattered men on the street corner battling a habit that'll never truly die that's a lot to take in with young innocent eyes my pride may be strong but my heart is weaker than a cheap speaker it's crazy because I've known love very well it's slippery as hell like an electric eel I'm an eccentric I feel like I tried to fit in my race but that shouldn't be in my brain

*drops Mic