I dont want to make any woman jealous
But my relationship with the pen is over zealous
And if music was a sin i'd be going to hell for this
I never approach it lackadaisical
I just want it to come off sensational
The appetite is totally insatiable
My pants are not tight, my heads not screwed loose
My rants are all fight, and my threads are over due too
My bark is all that i have left to prove
I am all green and undiluted by c-notes
Rap gave me the dream and now i wanna see it through these pupils
This is a scream, like i just stepped on your twin poodles
I dont have time for restriction, i'll clock it on its culos
These eyes glare with conviction, where are my kudos
My mental state trys addiction, but i filled up with too much glucose
My energy state is charged and ready to release all of its volts
The time i invest is a virus
The kind i want to be can only be righteous
Its more than just a rhyme when i write this
Its wisdom brewing up the philosophical
Its rhythm churning the unstoppable
It has risen a brand new chronicle
I have respect for all those who have come before me
Could you please pa** the torch to a man fueled by victory
Ive been running laps and i have run out of the patience thats circling
My spirit is lifted, but there is nobody around
I hear it and sift it until this is the emotion i surround
This is fueled by everything lost and never found
Release me from these shackles i have been bound
I can only come from the heart, it has never left me down
The music might grow apart, but ill always be left in the sound
Do not mistake me for a want to be trying to be type of clown