Whatever Comes to Mind #5
Random little rap.
I write rhymes to fight time I let the words come out my mind , let the pen hit lines in this notebook, it bang so hard from my soul just like the earth shook , My destiny is unknown so i think dial tone yeah im off the hook. I stole my life from the dark so i'm wanted like a crook. My lines be flame fire on a campsite I stand left of me so that I can act right . These flows so tight they come syran wrapped, Got sink lines yeah they all tapped . My mind rewind slow down, then pause ...stop, i flow police force man i'm all cop'd . My innocence found myself guilty , while my spirit asking can you come and get me , to take me up in clouds and fly away , so you can reserve my soul for a better day