I feel like writin but my pen doesn’t want 2 but my thoughts r writin they’re own thoughts on the lines of my mind dat creates these outerverisal futuristic disfunctional hardship lovin strange complex emotional compounded mandatory appetizing words dat feed ur eyes and brain kum abroad my Spacewordship...
Dey say I am the uneducated 1 dat woz sat in a private room alone because I had 2 much energy...
shiiiiittt dat jus gave me room 4 improvement 2 write my thoughts,i sit back now in this smoke clouds an sit back 2 jet off 2 my wordship zoo where I cant be tamed so don’t feed dis beast or else u’ll unleash my undercover dangerous skills dat will dismantle ur poetic perfection ...
U’ve worked on it 4 years so go ahead shed a few tears! Hittin u wit my lyrical boom boom pow’s jus like a child without guidance im so out control n wild with dese words..
It bekum serious wen i didnt have 2 use a pen 2 get a flow goin,i guess im obsessed with it probably becoz i noticed i woz blessed with this unique talent dat kum with a hustle,i started 2 hustle up these words n came up with This!!!
I am so gone with it Poetry is my wife,divorce isnt an option in our world, we come as one like 2 stars drawn together..
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