I guess
This is poetry
In motion
A cavalcade
Of running with
Emotions
Training me for
Every race
That I'm enrolled in
Learning to mold
My heart to pottery
Handles as arteries
The caveat of
Artistry
Been the risk
To be broken
Such as life
Woes throughout
The day
Get wrote
Throughout the night
Satisfied with living
But want more
A Famished
Appetite
Known enough
To not be greedy
Word to Icarus
Admittance is
Still closing distances
Whenever I
Put up a fight
The differences
Between
You and I
Are pretty slim
Except you loath
The hardest losses
I taken to those
As wins
You would integrate
With pain
While I channeled it
To gain
Any conflict
Every demon
To be slayed
It's all within
I'm not saying
That I'm better
Host a certain
Set of skills
That allow me
To create
While I can
Take care
Of the bills
True cacophony
Of verbal probity
To really build
Upon myself
And everything
That I am
Ready to reveal
This my real form
Blossoming
I have to let
These petals fall
Comes at a cost
To me
Use instrumentals
As a canvas
For my honesty
Despite that
I'm not feeling
Like myself
I think it constantly
Powers like
Constantine
This ain't
A movie
But my moves
Been illustrated
Conclusions
That were drawn
Have now been faded
My doubts and
Skepticism
Separated
I'm hoping
Every single fucking
Track will leave its mark
As I make it
Don't care
To be Famous
Ampule
Self analysis
As an
Answer to Anguish
Hear me
As I am
Give a fuck
About social sanction
Became
Something New
Cuz I'm tired
Of all the
Same shit
Young nigga
But been old enough
To pass my predecessors
Fuck respect
Or how your mic
Was checked
You rap
I rapper it betrer
The future
Won't have shit
Yall niggas suck
Lack of a successor
Attic turned to
My Olympus
Bolts shock
You and whomever
Cross me
Get you crossed out
Cost of verbal compounds
Bitches euthanized
Inside the dog pound
I've painted pretty pictures
All these words
I couldn't stop now
Top Chef Of
Hells Kitchen
Frying bacon
Off you poor sows
Never just a braggart
Only like this
Due to every ounce
Of effort made
Woes etched
Into the page
To scream it
At the shows
And stage
Illicit
Non-complicit acts
My name itself
Akin To plagues
Spreading
And infecting
Universal cause
Of love
Or hate
Passionate
To say the least
A Jekyll
Who controls
The beast
Only feel relief
When piece completed
And the pens released
Of my hands
In my plans
To show fans
Divine Jams
A one to one
To Gods
You're not him
Nigga
I am
Something
Unexpected to the cosmos
I'd never hear a word
From a mortal
Mere compost
Shitting me
If I ever go out
The way yall go
Boasting a facade
But bullets real
On your mom's stone
Rock bottom