I write, drain my blood🩸 onto the page
What am I, I am nothing
I own nothing, I owe nothing
🙂Being is enough
Beats straight off the cuff
Be the beat
Making music🎶, what a thrill
Deep deep in herd consciousness
Beat the drum, they respond
😴Unconscious
Some rhymes make them nauseous🤢
I am their 🧛🏻♂️vampire
Sucking out poison from their veins
People think me deranged
Little lion🦁 would be lying
If he considered opinions of sheep
Little bow peep🐑
Sleep soundly at night
Crown resting bed
Life running through a sieve⏳
I forgive all those that have trespassed
Making me wince for years
Letting that go I am
Everyone’s my brother and sister😍
Next of kin
Including those near garbage bins and why not?
I have endless wealth💎
Letting a little flow completes dreams
🙅🏻♀️No need for schemes
🙅🏻♂️No need for lies
Ego dissolution my drive
Only way to really be alive😄
God this is one hell of a drive
No more conniving, mere surviving
No more despising, nor anger or fear arising
Stepping from darkness into light
Scarring retina👀, that’s alright
My time; My place
Hearing people spitting my rhymes
Molding statues out of clay
🤩Enraptured by my presence
Ego speaks
Art flowing through me staggering😱
No time to brag though
It’s not mine
Universal unconscious and I get shagged for this?! 🤔
Fuck it
All good in the hood as it should
The homie who tries to get up will be helped up👆🏻
The homie whom stays down will be allowed to stay down 👇🏻
Nothing wrong with crawling on the ground
Surrounded by people whom can barely do this
Watch out for the piss💛
I used to crawl too
Crawling by, almost out of food to sustain
Man needs more than food🍝 to fill his soul
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