Insomnia Addict (Nightmare Tales)

Penitentiary chances, but I pass em' like victims of smoking pass giving up and suffer from cancer.

I use the pen and the paper, tp excite the vapor...Kinda like Viagra for elderly men..."Hormone Enhancer"

In my mind I dance around in Leopard print panties, but still not satisfied to call myself a dancer.

Fear of being judged, So my mouth won't budge, trying to have the mindset of a thug... But deep in my heart there's nothing but love.

My only fear is failure, a dream is bout the only thing I won't sell ya'.

An empty CD case of mine, it struck paraphenalia. 

Doing donuts in my mind, windows tinted, my concsience strapped with a .44.

Me? I'm in the passenger side, riding naked, heat is something i just won't tote.

My poetry flow is exactly what it would seem if crack spoke. The readers say it's too much soda on my lips........Beg the coke......Please.....