I be writing all the time
thinking bout where it's going
my mind be doing summersults flipping never rolling
On all the things I did in life
some real
not for poets
but that real get inside ya face
*** ya life yeah I know it
es will never understand it doe to real to heroic
That like faded pictures
seen it never heard it
whispers ...
That 1 of a kind
like a star in the black sky
Shining BRIGHT but miss understood
Like a ball of flames coming at you blazin
steady growing
once I get 2 close to dat
*** the graze its burning
Like the words on this page
Coming fast and never slowing
This be talking hella
Word for word bet you know it
Only the real can recognize my
But these birds they out growing
So I speak my loud and proud
Keep it real I'll up hold it.
Peace