It's all water under the bridge in which we walk on, we talk on where to go next, holding hands symbolize the mutual respect we have, the do's and dont's that come from I do's, I got you, you got me, it's you and me, happily ever after with laughter that captures memories we'll never truly live once again, oh no!, oh yes!, oh no!, oohhh yes!..in the end it's all smiles and childish games, where all are friends and wild, this is- how we came...never in shame, but learning to walk, we fall many, many times, but we still talk and live on.

The time has come, my mind on the run with one thought, nobody wants to question, it's just all action, figured I was just retired when I quit athletics, but the paramedics checked me and I'm good to go, with my own strength, time to muscle hours of participation, gotta be perfect as can be, my legs shaking, I'm hit with distraction, it's my baby calling all in one minute, and just to think I thought I was alone, I got a fan, It's fantastic that I claim I'm self-sufficient cause this fan, proves that she's a witness and she loves me solo, but she threatens this could end.. It's no love in cold rooms, we need time to spend..this was pillow talk coming from imaginary friends in a well thought realistic setting, our wedding consits of happily ever afters with laughter and stunts, just ******* around, you know how kids are, but ain't no puppy dog affairs, it's real love, with the Primetime ******* chasing the cat, until put down by veterinarian, it's Mr. Therapist.. he killed the ****, now I'm astray, he never knows how to play, all day he does the same **** and never has a break..so I need to catch a break to break rules and break out, no breaking bread just to break me...it's just a broke lease, must make peace with the fact that I have no peace of mind, from my piece of the pie, oh why oh why must I look in my eye, to find that I am crying from dying slow, pitiful to pity me, I knew better, far ahead to have a head on shoulders, but a stiff necked soldier.. is caught from his blindside by one that is colder, the struggle remains to be sober, I'm thinking it over.. older, I grow old to see.. I'm me so I can be free.. from all my vice and advice.. that kept me sliced and took my life.

It's a voice from the past, kinda call it karma, it got me tripping off this pharmacy, these pharmaceutical illusions, who's use to giving up living it up, ask me, I'll never wanna be caught dead in it, hot ****!, who I am?, cruising in this urban legend 64' lowrider drop top, these cops got me ****** up, word is, they saw me from a mile away, representing **** the law, it's raw and it's just the way it is and I barely seek to change though I change lanes from the fast lane, a rare thing, I'm scared of things cause they change too fast, you should be the one behind the wheel, I'm running red lights in the dead night, if I'm led right, headlights abused, unless I choose, to expose you, and frequently I do..... a new exercise of old, that still shines the shoes, and used as a simple stepping stool to step down from acting like I know everything, it's hard to let go though, those that feel me know, as you already know, I'm nearly blinded from using them on myself, my self-proclaimed guidance is really in need for help.. so I dealt with a guru who knew you too, and now he has the world on his shoulders.. making toy soldiers into real men... so will we heal then?

Shall I stunt and make it ring?, in the heads of the people that would wish for anything, but being blunt, what do I bring?, I put my overall lack of having things over everything.. meditating on it everyday, feeling empty in the present moment living the truth, show and tell is the game we play, wait until I make something out of nothing, It'll blow em away.. your wish is my command..as soon as I see it, we can be there and then be friends, I wanna drive there, I'm a good driver, cause when I go on and on, my driving puts people to sleep, kick off your shoes, relax your feet, let's say we trade places at the end of the week, I'm gonna, give you time to vent.. cause you never need a filter, feeling cold and discontent.

Lay it all down where I lay my head, I feel I've sunk the mothership, coming with this other ****, you could smell it.. I never tell it cause it's right in your face, come to your senses for a second, don't judge me, know your place as an observer and don't be served.. your thoughts saying I should be on top of my ****, I want none of it at all, but this is how you know me, after all this is my life so I can't fake around the homies, something that is solid, I just wish it rather drains in the ocean of thought-from which it all simply came, and much attention paid to it, got me wishing for some new ****, and back at square one trying to shape it out, laid it out where to go from here, and it's clear not to choose to stay far, to bail from the living hell chiefly in the mind, and warrant the amount of trust needed to stay off the radar, though I've had a slump year in the slums, this was homecoming for me but still the cost ain't cheap, with a price on my head and as this dollar loses worth, since birth it was a bullet with my name on it, just not time to strike yet, giving me the time to see it coming, too many false alarms though that always keep me running, alias with daily use, you could call me crazy, I just take it like a man so whatever happens happens, plus I run my mouth as it is, mainly talking bout the way it is, so just imagine how I handle biz.

Ending my lone wolf stage.. never pleased by the ease, of separation.. our nation in a dire state, desperation.. forgot about the blood, tears, perspiration.. it took to build this *******, and I'm a piece of it, so I feel what I am, and everybody's **** stinks, spraying febreeze and some was acting this the high life, I needed fresh air so I was active in the twilight, shedding light on this declining burning passion, it's story time, the glory-must be everlasting.. the feeling that we felt was special.. remember the youth, knew about it, the truth, grew about us, then privacy no more, we were now exposed, but different from being exploited, we would still avoid it, my life, my will, my drive, my strive reborn, the world looks new again, I cry myself to sleep, and sleep like a baby, just to keep you up at night, you say get a grip, but this only feels right, excited to be enlightened, I hope it never dies, never will I grow too fast cause I can fly, gifted with a birds eye view, I won't try you, my will is to soar, you'rs is to roar.

From the outside in and inside out.. it was hard to know my whereabouts, live without em?, you only doubt em cause you know they judge your character, what's your favorite facet?.. getting your *** kicked?, harassed or blasted?, living on the streets, addicted to acid?, these masses ask if, being lucid makes you rather stupid or drastically passed out fast.. couldn't take the heat from the kitchen, but ******* to get served cause you got nerve, to show who you are, I'm far from it, so far, don't know where to start, plenty of time for it I guess cause I've wasted countless time to try to be on time in such a timely manner, I'm cursed with this jet lag, this brain fog slows me, people that know me may think I'm calm.. I just react at later times, your temporary shoulder for a cry of relief, so your belief is I'm masculine, I can't argue with that, I feel a little better acting when nobody sees me, so the chip on my shoulder is easy to carry maybe it's ******.. I feel I can come to terms and turn back, to the land of the unknown that's known as living life, cause at this stage I just feel I lack, the battle scars of strife, that makes me tough around the edges, being black, I feel I need to feel it fully, cause at this point I feel that everything can be a bully. INCLUDING MY PEOPLE!, BUT AIN'T WE EQUAL?, OR JUST ANOTHER SEQUAL OF INIQUITY.

The greatest dreamer, dreamed, until it seemed through the years he was living in his worst nightmare, scared they will ever come true, pinch yourself to let you know it's not real, you can do what you wanna do still, your ears turned inside, you would hide from the outside world where you wished to see em tangible, you can't handle you, by yourself, I deeply understand you too.. your scattered in a land that demands so much.. get in touch with what's going on going in what made you such, a suspect in your life.. you're a victim till you get it right.. a stranger to confessions... used a lot of mind power for a simple no-brainer, but strangely enough, it's underestimated though it was dated well out of this range, I could learn from it, proving my claim that I remain an old soul, the way I came, is the way I will leave this *****, wishing for me to switch back to my old self, the lil kid wants to help take a stand, as a man, I granted his wish, with a little something extra, I betcha, I lecture, with much more heart to teach, the part of me I held apart from speech, closer, to reaching my goals of all, the things, that give me no time to stall.

A man's plans ******, he scrams as he scribbles, his autobiography automatically, obviously, he knows he's lost, the loss from a curse, even worse this was ever since his birth, momma never seen it, daddy never knew it, plus I'm adding to it.. I should stop should I?, I'll just illustrate it further, I was authorized to do so, no ***** work, it's as clean as it comes, you know it's real as you come and go, the deadliest flow, for the one's that deny.. they wanna know how, well I'll let you know why-we traded places going to the lowest of the low, you know, below these hoes we will be sold, behold free gold is fake, qualities they take make it look as if it's squeaky clean till the freaks come out as green in the night, the light of day coming right away, you will die today, can you hang?, you won't come close, being sneakier than most, specimens of this regime work as if they're down to earth, but they're alien to me, I came to find, they're not one of my kind, just the powers that can be that could see me as blind, have a good time but mind me, as being sober, fit to pass this test as I look over my shoulder, I can't keep it low-key, this ignition gotta know me, I'm the definition of high drive in those streets.

I love this ever changing relation we have, through good and bad, we were better off seeing ourselves exposed, as true lovers, we're more than just friends, but why we always have to shed tears over this, we gon be alright!, but only if the same rules apply see I don't know why you wanna do you, when it's easier to follow me, and get the same results and some, it's a handsome offer isn't it, making promises, I promise you, I honestly broke them before, I guess it's fun cause see we always come back for more, the decency we only recently would hope bloom and get us in the same bed, the same sheets, the same room, I hope the words come out, and hopefully the word transforms into something that was bigger than the power of the tounge, word up!, I can see it!.. words can't even explain what I see for us, mysterious but fearless, curious, I wanna know, why my heartbeat remains slow, maybe I know or don't care, cause I know it will go there, but know it was still-easier said than done, I've done time, so in time, I know it will show itself, and be a healthy thing to move towards for our health, we need to help each other get there, don't you know we need to be there?

All about the money, it's funny how I get with it but fitted in a demographic never having two cents, of a conscious nerve, so nothing's a threat, bet on me to bet, I've not lost yet, but other things come so you know how it go, my pride comes high so the pockets on my side goes low, and oh, an arm and a leg, is not that vital when you feel safe to beg, well every scrap counts, so I guess I made it work, how far can I go not knowing when I'm hurt, never alert, it hurts to say, but I gotta make it anyway, you feel me?, I made a name, as a survivor, I'm higher, I think that you can't even try, but my skill as a wanted guy, was something I would have to quantify, cause my quality of using numbers, was worth, less than a dollar and a dream being rich so I better stay humble cause I'm cocky as a *****, which, can discontinue this conversation, I'm all up in my feelings but appealing to a nation, that did me some respect, not using my face to represent what I chase.. I'm someone they would love to disgrace.

A genius in my pen game, I'm illustrating how I'm at a lost of words, my mind drew a blank!, pulling words out the air that was lighter than a feather and brought you and me together, I'm just bound to have these butterflies forever, supposed to be dense and packed, but I work with what I got, it's made from scratch, I had a little mustard seed moving mountains like it's nothing, I respect manhood but it's always up to something just a wild *** new beginning that was in the works, soon hatched an idea and new potential had its birth, disciplined it just to represent its will, soon bringing to life what was threatened to be killed.

I used to think we don't evolve, because it's funny how repeating history is still a mystery to solve, I was runner up.. behind death itself, I hope I never get assassinated proving the rule that life can't be stopped, it trains well so it knows how to be on top, just a hard *** ******* too... I'm living in fear, my peers never saw it clear as I do, let your third eye see tunnel vision, you would need supervision from a therapist, you heard of this and it scared you deeply, that's the mission I was on, you could be a victim easily!, don't criticize me, exit or be exiled, in the wild if you try me, I know it's coming out of pocket, If I see it then I saw it already because I watched!.. the signs leading up to it to happen again, I'm self aware if I didn't care this would never end, or improve, I don't want you to choose, I'm a grown man baby!, with something to lose, it's nothing to hold, but something to somewhat control, taking a toll, on why things are sold but never can or mostly be told out of my mouth, if you know just what I'm talking bout, figure the rest out!

My brethren in this courtyard that's charged in this program that claims it can call you out your name, of course, most resist, we coexist, with different sentences from different judges, with different grudges and different cells, his is limited, mine is well thought out, in this world where we never knew better to do better, you read my letter from here!.. it's clear you're far in a different state but let it register to your consciousness, I used to be where you at!!, I wanted you to give closure that things would rapidly improve, instead I'm always on the move!, in circles!, to think outside the box is hopping hurtles, instead I need a get out of jail for free card rather than an "I wish you well", I'm ready to tell!, these retards can be hard, in regards to my peace I piece out this piece of the puzzle that never fit in my mind, it's time to see this stuff traumatized our mankind.. we may be blind but when you open your eyes in such a narrow space, it replaced your own mind with an attitude destined to fail, take advantage of the commissary given just to give a bitter taste of the mundane previous life you was living in an attempt to have this not look fully arbitrary.. and contrary to our own mental prisons, I saw this as a ****** way you could feel forgiven..they say hard work pays off, for your homeostasis your brain must never take days off, with overtime I was showing I was superhuman, with ambition to get flowing to get out the ruins.

I'm not about to enter in something I can't handle, but at least I can form my creases of sulci to make these rifts- of multi problems understandable, and hand the credit to the most high, most never know why, personal preferences I respect and make a reference to, you are responsible, respect the man, see the promised land promises honestly, the basics to be basically well equipped to hold your own- no emotional dependencies baby just got me stripped in the rawest form possible, probable I'm unstoppable, ready to be installed in the next unsolved mystery obstacle, Imma topple em all, it's the closest I can come to being focused to reaching my magnum opus, polar opposites withdraw from facing withdrawal symptoms, with systematic mess from facing stress, and being separated from knowing their best form of escape, the struggle is real, cause you know you were fake, the soul you can take, from a man that is constantly blind to his mistakes, I pray he awakes.

Case and point, I summarized my b.s., but p.s., I've just begun to see it regress!..I saw my BDNF increase with BF's and mind-body connectivity- thrive in these festivities, out more in the outdoors, it's never enough, I wanna pop out, but never want to lookout, in my own circle with newbies that think they knew me, it's getting old, but yes, I say so truly, you meet you some characters, coming to play they role with their caricature view of you, and ooh, huh, it's so cute, but too cute, I have an acute sense I can't refuse, it's never going away until I go away first move, being second guessed, do I really have a choice?.. maybe I'm lost cause I lost my own voice.. instead it found a new home, but it was stuck out of luck till two to the dome..it fell apart but it never failed, to make an impression on one's that think they fell off...their interest rose, so the business grows, sticking out like a sore thumb, many come to point to it as being a major influence, may be a hater but tune in, I wanna know this story cause it's growing on me, I'm feeling sorry but I listen so calmly, but strongly, this won't be I, nah, I only know cause I don't deny.

The headline is the deadline said where I'm resting my head, I could be left for dead, and so the comfort of my home is just a prison I construct, especially when bills erupt, trying not to be ****** and backstabbed, the backlash can die fast, a healthy risk to take as long as wealth was just at stake, call me real or call me fake, simply all that you may state, I appreciate it really cause I see it all as hate, I'm a witness when I say I know, I got no interest in this business where they gas these hoes, I'm empty handed, I'm running off that fuel that can never have me stranded, just to cap it off, I had to rap a lot, and so I'm on tour, I can't afford to stop, you'll never catch me at the crossroads on the block brotha, it's blockbuster repetition with a point to prove so I stress it to you, blessings come when you be on the move, nothing left to say, nothing left to do, I think I'll make it to that point when there is nothing to pursue.

Illegally impaired, I legally had tasted the despair of being there, it's fair, I was better than that but didn't care, so why should my well being just dare, to use something carelessly abused, I'll save you the time, stay out of my shoes, until I find I can't live without you, of course apologize, cause I should never doubt you, I'm in no place to judge but I feel I'm facing judgment, cause I don't check that *** when you pass doing nothing, you're lucky that you're not my kid, I don't know what your people did, but I got a bid to put my foot in, I couldn't-stand to see me in you, so it's one on one, come on, me and you, the tools for a healthy deul fools likely a psyche that's highly superficial, exceptions to the rule, I know, black on black crime official and I wish it was a simple way to put it, but I know I couldn't.. I can't tell you bout it, instead I'd rather show you, feels like I'm getting under your skin, I told you.. I feel I'm holding my grudge back, I'm better testifying difficult and exercising principles that clarify the clarity no man can guarantee, cause it was fair to me.

I know that I'm not bulletproof, was only left for dead just a few hours ago, I picked my poison, only brought a knife, not cut enough to cut the sudden script of how I meant it to go, my time perception clearly ****** and just had minutes to know, what I wanted simply can be haunted, conflicts conflicting with reality convicted with the dead man, feeling like I'm buried alive, at the moment when I felt that I could make a calculated return, only slated to burn to just align with the truth.. but that was fine cause it teaches the youth, though I don't want them to shoot, what was in it for them?.. higher chances of not growing my stem, I get em!

The time it took accepting myself, it took some time getting used to you too, I moved through, all the time feeling who's who?, if only you knew, how much I love living anew,  though I had a reset effect, I'm back in ***** mode seeing what's next, told me to settle down so I sang a subtle song saying "*******!, I pray you got the message", cause it can save your life, giving you the peace of mind to apply it and never try me *******, I won't pick a fight but I will wanna fight when you bark you can bite off the homework I did, I hold my purpose sacred so whoever wanna take it gotta live it, never give it, all its business you must pivot on, a chronicle of chronic dedication, I compensate the record with the purpose that I'm making one better with creation, make another great again, but being loyal to my trend, that still ascends.

Catch me if you can, I know I'm going no where fast, so who can last till the end?!, I crossed the line too much, perpetual winner, a self proclaimed perfectionist refusing the title, survival of the fittest truly was my crutch, you tell me such, I'm taking your life and who survives you, not used to saying I'm done, I can't determine when the tournament has simply begun, however, I got some faith that this can be won, waste a one and only killing two birds with one stone, it's a 2 for 1, so now I got twice the chance to single out a countless and habitual duo bringing loopholes, who knows, a way out when laid out senseless, I tried my best under duress but stress less please!, it's burning the daylight, and nights, are darker than they ever been, it seems that these full moons never end, I feel I'm howling, so no one can understand I'm drowning.

Searching for a healthy mind frame, your mentality was hooked on a fattened fantasy that is laughing at our family, I got news for ya, break your back about it; and see your paralyzed, to ever getting anything done, I find it funny how I never lost mine though, but just to let myself grow, I would call it false hope.. my hope in this reality that's never given back to me, I'm shocked, and rocked out my cradle, call me babyface; I knew that name would ring one day, judging how I always tend to think that way, exposed to this life, you better get- comfortable with it, admit it fore it get repetitive to be a critic, only a member shall attest, that it kills the vibe of the tribes that we vibe with, they about to make us go to war, I can't believe this but I feed in the feeling, it's stealing all my peace, so one wouldn't hurt, it worked so I'm free!, so don't blame me for the tore up blocks and wore down shops, you better watch your mouth, it demands respect, and we as a community, we teach the youth to keep a piece before there's unity, as you can see, the class is in session, so don't you interrupt what we've been stressing, keep ya head up, always keep your gat tight, learn to sense the scent of fools who don't act right.

I stuck my toes in the water, it's something in that ******* causing me to bother, it's natural rhythm, I occupy that *** and master what has risen, my fear, floating on the logic that I'm here, imagine, this was applied to the childish, wild ****, these crash dummy's got no scratches when they use my wish.. got a problem with them kids ***** burst bubbles, let em know their life is fragile, it's a curse and a struggle, the tough love loves em like they never been, the father figure most had never had or don't remember when, the presence of it could just motivate, and correlate with the more you take, I had a theory that that figure was me, I didn't figure it out, till I grasped all this figurative speech, that's going around and bringing me down, it called me a *****, well I ain't that, let's stick to the facts, and build off of that, so I will protect and provide the genocide of ***** like tendencies, and they'll remember me, "don't **** with a man like that, he's made!", and people like that, are paid, the reparations from back in the day.

For me it's better none than one, but fore the game was ever done, I must witness the fun, the inexcusable, unapologetic fetish, call it what you want, I'm a so called, vet that's reusable!, I find the feat as if no man just compete but see I'll feel I am complete when there is just a man to beat, never on fleek but off beat, so on with the off this, I see what the wave is, so learn how to crave it, from riding its ****, being something I clicked with, you cannot tell me I came in the backside, possessed, I'm stressed, at best, I'm weak, so I will, react when, you act and, you speak, I see an endless no-no, I'm lost with this bro, if he knew just what I knew he would let me let him know.. every so-so he was solo from his caramel queen, call em busy bodies, serving as an antibodi to the world, ridding some of all their antigens, their genetics, I consider them as purebred twin flames, hope they multiply their legacy cause the offspring of me may be one with a creep, they were one with themselves so they're one with the world, if I'm one step to taking the steps to be too, I'll cleanse all my foul roots that bore me bad fruit.

Though my morals still were mostly number one, as cordial as I come, I'm mortal where I'm from, so they die off when I get high off me, myself and I, then off said head to be prepared for dreadful humble pie, gluttony was the last option so chances for truth to serve me, I'm unlucky with that in fact...you tell me what it all looks like when it don't look right, like hell?, well your right... bite the hand that feeds myself, fuel just to lead myself as being a beggar and nothing better, the wayside, where I'm bound to be the roadkill, no sugarcoating, it's concrete and most ill, what got me there?, to be fair, I couldn't see what just was simply in front of me, what's your excuse?..the activist just reacts and acts a ***** plus they u-turn so who earns the right of way?, no need for a dead pool, the dead end has arrived, it's a live scene right in front of us.. get your popcorn ready, join the fun.. you can run but you can't hide... the thing that's funny to me.. it was yesterday this all was feeling fantasized.

The truth really hurts when your just brutally honest about the fake smiles and names I'll just keep to myself, in fact I'm crucially you know, uno!-about my business, I'm my witness, so endless about my efforts to be in this, I'm currently hurting just from my urgency, given I, knew it was easier just to live a lie, try, to be your separate support, but know your vessel tries to play games of dress up for sport...no subtle shots, I figured that my struggle stops as soon as I join em, I'm in my weakest state, forgive me!, maybe the ammo within my legacy can still outlive me, In the wake of it, I hope it pulls the trigger and stopped sleeping on my efforts just to reload and try again, it can be tragic when the hero is anti but tries to win, a tale with a contradiction, you read it but never sought to edit it, it's entertaining to you, just watch it unfold and let the context give life to how it pertains to you, and get acquainted with this comic con, we could go every night, tell me how it makes you feel, keep it real but dress your type, I like, when there is no evidence of some kryptonite, making us, somewhat apocalyptic and picking fights.

Ego death, known as Identity theft, counting zero stacks!, where my hero at?!, left where my credit is just an uncredited sidenote.. but I wrote that!, nobody ever chose to stick around and **** with me like that!, my body count is one body, it's all me!, riding on my own ****, ****** in this complicated relation that's grown, reverting to reverse to insert in my own comfort zone, everybody's dying tonight!, recognize where I came from, very few could live to tell, smells of my old self all coming back, never came to my senses, till I thought I found peace, watched demons release, but my vessel was a stronghold, never deceased, but at least, the cover up would put em to sleep; seeped through the cracks and I did it like that, who could face up!, plus I'm going bankrupt!.. in a blank stick up.. who's guilty of my trip up?!

Ah yes, history repeats itself don't it?, I pray that it will teach itself, won't it?, but when I see it's all in my hands, I had trouble comprehending what to plan, I can't fade away been faded long enough, but let me show you just why this system was tough, I trip, trip, trip till I tripped upon this, and I finally could grip since not here or now, I'm still up in this mix, now with people that I mixed with, though I still was ignorant with what this **** was mixed with, ready for the consequence, euphoria with paranoia, I guess I seen it all, yes I mean it all, standing tall feeling I could never come short, but you blow it and I'm forced to see the stars again, I wish I was the brightest one... but then, what if I blackout and lose control, the light must never leave me, come fill the void of my black hole, feeling disconnected from the universe, I unite with the emptiness that light could never touch, and such, them people be like "see me when you see it right, you freely in this prison feeling needy for what is needed, just free yourself!", but I did already!, I felt I wasn't ready!, my dreams could be heavier, proving they could carry more weight than highs could, but then would I put too much on my shoulders?!, more then I should?!...YEAH, I WOULD.

Raise a village as an anonymous image; unanimous synonymous gibberish, different ****, if it fancies my finish, I could live with it, the type of happiness that grows on trees from the tree of good and evil, the tree of life humble in approach, seldom encroached by the ones that live to die, my intuition feeling that they're one in the same, though my afterthoughts rarely caught attention, could never get my head around em, playing hide and seek with the prophecy, I could profit if I claim I found it, first being dumbfounded, then well-rounded, it astounded chosen ones till the end of my run.. I ran away feeling slowly increasingly gone for good, cause I misunderstood, how we all could come across with the words that we speak, cliche and tongue-in-cheek with my mouth unaware of how I got there, reiterate to clear my throat; my native tongue that was foreign dialect to my scholar fans, they'd ignore the advisory sticker, to get the picture as a wiser stan, be a man, I cheer you on... it was clear I was gone.

Addicted to heaven, your detox is hell!, sober in the underworld, dare me to tell?!, speak wise words young son, I'm all ears, all fears set aside, I'm here for the ride, the years which I tried, to delve in it deep, it's apparent through my transparent shield known as "tough skin", I suppose, rose with a pose which I know all to well, I'm stiff!, and if- I shiver, the words I deliver, you beg to differ, I'm dying for some ants in my pants!, at least I would dance like no one was watching, catch 22, I'm 21, what's the takeaway?, we ain't gotta complicate things!, learn to live a lot and think a little, pledge to indulge, never be superficial but make it official, our beauty is skin deep, so why should we waste it?!, don't hate it, it's brittle, I blush and I hush to admire the fire and desire, I'm tired of trying- to be icy, it never enticed me!, I'm Pisces!, precisely, I'm pricey.. buy into this-you'd probably be lost at sea... but whatever you speak, I SEE.

A conversation studying the heart within the man till we understand how it plays hand in our truth, knowingly salute a troop that always had our back for us and practices his discipline to hold his head and signal youth, simply a collective can invest in this experiment to prove we can grow, can we fail?, I don't know!, if a heart attacks' your way to prove your heart must still exist, it's a news flash for you, your liveliness was missed, how comfortable was you to say till death do us part, if your energy was running out of breath from the start, a question more or less that brings us all to a pause, especially if difficult to find what's the cause, now who's ready for war?, who wants to go and tear up some ****, relations on hold, cause what I hold can expose the ones that pose as a counterfeit, inherit the consequence, and what a coincidence, there's many with incident, attentive to the incentive, I'm killing it all.. one's that don't make it, it's just your fate that you fall, look at these investigations see how they question, but always figure out how we still don't know the lesson, I put it on me at least, to make sure you're put in peace, but what's in it for me?, likely prison with NO RELEASE!

A morning in the life of a king, self-proclaimed fame I pursued, fresh food for a refreshed mood, an early riser with these sunny side up eggs, a compliment to chickens who would give chicks value fore they even know it, never blow it or throw them in the trash, one's trash is another man's treasure, a measure of a poor man's appreciation, never preach till you reach what you seek, a false prophet's profits in the so-called rapture he speaks, in his speech was disaster, at least one can master their intentions, conductor of the engine, engineers fear in his motor skills, walking with his head down, sounds how a deer in the headlights talks, but I'm a sly snake that convinces him he really had his head in the right place, notice how he cracks a smile, in a style so sure and as pure as a child's first impression; though he battles apprehension, his attention span spans more than the average man's, a sign of respect, but the elect can ***** fear, challenging his own peers to adhere to his bigger picture, if it's clear to their own triggers, he figures out how to collect figures, but my mission was to mold him in his image, told him if he holds down from scrimmage, he can total up his own game plan, but it's odd how he became..the same man as me, I had to free myself from my freedom speech, impeach myself, he increased his reach, and peaked in wealth.

Was a ghost, closest to focus?, No he's hopeless, but my eyes require glasses, the fastest call my tactics practice, the phantoms strapping what's about to happen?, collapse assassins with all my passion and cap the fashion, but yet they stashing and steady scratching, I'm wide awake, hard to handle these channelled scandals like Watergate, to them it's hard to hate, and me it's hard to take, shape fate off heart rate and sharp stakes, soon depart states, through a smart scope, and reside in Caribbean, free from sharks that stroke.

Bold I was told as I fold to close the page, fronting like I'm something out of nothing set the stage, probe through this globe just to bode a different code, now sowed as I rode through the cold trail is froze, secrets through the diary I try to keep are shy, why, cause even on the corner, I was born unsatisfied, do you care to ride and taste the tide of my side, and gain a sucker's pride that has dried deep inside.

Prouder stares practice perfection, cause clapping from backing confessions, but backwards tackles was a rap in capsules, toast a Snapple from feeling grappled, and crave for many, we just don't get plenty, so schizophrenic, we feeling skinny, now I'm back in the poster room with a vocal tune, try to come at me with a roast, I'm dosing and coasting soon, Industry, they were closing soon, I fight for mine, with the sports endorsing my rhymes, quarters, nickels, and dimes, and slanging dope was a no no, they gather keys and the photos, and bring the po po, so tell the cholo that's wearing polo, I was a no show, cause both know, we taste no glory, till we get real priority, and get to tell the story, bout distortion that kills our portions, and causes torching, with progression a steady lesson for all our sources, get the forces from all the corpses and ask the question, are we here really testing or are we only guessing, bout a deal and return that chooses sealed or burned, cause when you hold no concern, hate is the thing you learn.

I flip scripts once they pose a myth with closed lips, mounted the world was clowning the pounding of pressure fits, who trips, when they collect and connect with all the sections, that's why you see elections not guessing with it's complexion, my blessing cuts like a blade that fades a sour glaze, 24 hour days gave ways to Powerade, I stayed and got played till the trade came through, it ******* my impromptu, so ooh, now it hits you to clue, the ruffled creases to solve the puzzle pieces, shuffle to pop the bubble that muzzles a troubled visa, learn the lesson from stressing that always reached yah, feed off of what life has given, don't let it eat yah, one must leech off their own, don't let me teach yah, never seek to beseech, impeach the preachers.

What was laughable, practical, was my tactical, impacting my only known past, with stashes flash-able, lasting through, to only be radical, trash able as it was casual, the stackable cashes are gashes masking as attractable, asking retracting from packing, laughing was reply, really they serious, tears of this had left my eye, the tough guy sentimental, rental was my fall, choosing my sequential, naw this meant to be my all.

Create artistic visions, where simplistic missions wishing to be your living, I cast precision to pass my decisions to recent studies, scholars my buddies, we just trying to make it, where you embrace it try and pace it, quote and never take it, levels you set will remain yours throughout every course, never endorse if you can't force your source to prove reports right in the light of a sight that had hit new heights, I choose to write from my sights, that's why I reap no fights, thoughts are your might, treat them right, so you can't risk your flights, avoid the plight where you're tight in times where it's too bright.

Whether high tide or low tide, results are off the strategize method that was hectic, they get skeptic but accept it, if I wreck it then you fetch it, peep the game and how it's taught, break the Billy bad ***** that was caught, hot, selling rocks, can I stop, no it's just the way that it must occur, if the world was perfect from my birth this wouldn't be how I slur, don't differ, just hear these words, spirit words brought from up high, most don't understand the meaning cause it's scheming their minds, so what's to do when they will sue the truest words in due time, well only speak when it is needed, meaning all these true times, cause blue times ain't cute times, testing, stressing true minds, can I head for good times, where I'm only spitting loose rhymes, I'm too blind, but will find, those popping chopping days ahead of me, goal is the whole mission to get given what's been said to me.

If you penetrate, you generate haters with nerve that curve your words, you surge on them free tailing birds, and then you splurge, cause one day they gone witness the purge that lures their nerves to react to scary acts and then merge, and once they emerge, recognize that it's on the verge, to be a turn in reality, don't slack to be served, you speak those words, that penetrate harder to swerve them useless birds, cause no sympathy is what they deserve.

I drop a classic when it's drastic to lay down the law, try to be fantastic and elastic, so my words get far, through all the stress that I feel, it's like I cheat myself, try to stay on top, avoid the risk of repeating myself, there's always room for improvement to never stop this movement, you're either cruising or you're losing either way your moving, the motivation is a sensation where your mind is saying, I'll always make it and never fake it in this life I'm facing.

Remember what my elders told me, keep what they sold me, slowly zone out all my closest totally, cause they ignored me, only do what's possible to survive, still can't believe that what the preacher told me was a lie, but hay that's life, I watch the realest hit the grave the earliest, but still no worries if, they put out all the strange and dirtiest, and **** the prettiest, lil thang so we can end this flurry ****, won't have to hurry if we multiply in numbers that are surely gonna bury ****, as for now the blurriest conditions puts me in a mission to get up and give em what I'm spitting, slit that **** you licking, tricking only puts you in the kitchen, sizzling sickened chickens, itching is the aftermath they witness once they get to *******, wishing that affect they had when they drop tunes was big as mine, only made it to this point cause I use heart, soul and the mind, struggles will come hit the man when he puts his self over time, crisis still gets evident and prevalent where it's hard to shine.

This me against the world feeling always seems to hit the ceiling when I feel so stressed out and left out from justice, just put it on my tab so I know you ain't forgot about me, then maybe I'll give you all a rest when I trust this, but **** this, that ain't gon happen now, just live on with your ways, I know I will dominate and rise come the better days, I hope this letter pays you some attention, cause when I asked for it, you just put me in detention, no need to mention things from the past, we all hypocrites, I just hope I'm dead and gone before y'all suckas hearing this, cause I'm not fearing this world, I think it fears me, cause it set me to the side when I just tried to blossom freely, despite this I love y'all really, just recognize a man who's only trying, to live by the rules I need the tools so I can keep flying.

Trying to make the best out of sticky situations, see my concentrations stationed on the new things trying to **** this same rotation, we had relations but our differences are starting to come through, got some new priorities, number one, I'm gonna stay true, so they can't sue, them right wing motherfuckas try to **** your hussle, see you at the top of your peak and then they bring the struggle, on your bubble, ****, now what is this they got me in, really they your enemies but pretend to be like they your friend, but still it's not the end, study what I gotta do, can't look like another statistic, I work for me and you, getting through, hard but can't regard myself to face the basics, for 18 years I've lived that way and came up contemplating, it's vacant space here there ain't no opportunities, ambition just fuels my vision even if there's scrutiny involved, revolve around the true facts and few cats, don't know where it will lead me to but still I'll bring the proof back, that things done got better after this letter comes where you at, so once I get home it's gon be on brother true that.

The ghetto street poet rhymes an analytical anthem, expands the crowd around him all amused, but what they think of it, humorous, playful and ****, they never got the message they all confused, in this increasing accepting society this poet is trapped, not cause he's black but cause he's blessed with the mind, that scraps the cost of being lazy, loudmouthed and crazy, GOD bless his babies cause they won't be fine, the misunderstood few, will always be new, around the people that know not what they do, you tell me after this rhyme, what comes to your mind, because these times are as confused as you.

One's wish to rise can be in eyes tired of demise, they've been told lies and been neglected by the despise, from family ties, it seems that life will have no surprise, for the one that cries, but I tell you life will always be wide for you to rise, I keep my hope that you will gain pride, recognize the skies is the limit so dream big on the prize, neutralize disguise, cause they clip wings on the humans that try, to become wise, never compromise or cry from your eyes cause you will rise.

The eyes will open as the mind grows, blows that led to me, being more than just an intellect, **** what they said to me, following lessons had my mind stressing, newborns ahead of me, which ain't right, must continue flight, or height won't be fed to me, house arrest has soon lead to me, being wise through these times, watching fakes and snakes be crumbled to pieces all for their crimes, made it much less of a barrier of lies that I had to climb, now I face the truth, my future ain't blind, recognize it's time, to come step it up a notch I won't stop till I reach the top, don't care if you bring the feds or the president, phonies flop, continue my learning, burning refuses to hit the scene, I'm focusing on the truth in this world get what I mean.