I sit in the train with love from the gods
Hercules flow when I’m half god, half poet
Cut a section of my brain to spill these emotions
Dip my pen in quick sand, so my thoughts can sink slow
Got people around me like family,
Sometimes I don’t appreciate who’s around me
So they quickly turn to bullies in 3rd world alleys
Trying snuff me, cops trying cuff me, so I can’t write about my life
Struggles and ambitions written in my black and white freckled notebook
Heckler when I spit quotes from my outlook
My skin bage like the color of my page, never encage my heart it needs room to breathe
Like a muscle it needs to be exercised, gain fat from loving too much
So I need to keep in touch with certain people, who are willing to love the same way as I do.
Flew up in the clouds to touch gods finger, but like flying in the sky
I get caught up in the clouds, crowds of stars, dreams, footprints like Armstrong,
Writing this much, it makes my arm strong.
Army strong my parents made me, don’t need a Ad to tell me,
I’m like rain man when I stutter my words, stumble my words,
Beautiful mind when I write with the pen of a schizo,
The light bulb above me is bright like a halo
And like halo it glows like a lightsaber, keep a hood on like a sith
Crushed my enemies spines, sniffed it like spliff,
Bring back that real hip-hop and no its not a myth
Love with my entire heart, think with my entire mind
Fuck a second opinion, just need someone to second my opinion
Poetry lines fill it up like a verbal buffet, quench your thirst like Bobby Boouche, that Eryka Badu feel, that psychological electro shock therapy feel
Getting deep in your sleep, dreams wake the imagination.
And when I say inspiration starts from the soul, I mean every word.
No fillers like New York pot holes, just words of wisdom, marble shine like Ceaser’s Kingdom, roam till my knee caps break.
Till my body faces the Heavenly gates
And when I stare in front of the sunset shine, make sure to notice the angel wings holding me up to see it.
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