spent and tired laid down from the wire, the hire, the lack of job as I sit back and i feel ripped off, chipped up and chipped out. My mind has been spinning with the #freewrite to the dose the most words I can stack into sentence fired up and charged up with the breath of the brevity painter turned world star. brought on my the steem to push the energy to the early morning so i woke tired and spent, spent and tired, mind gone with the metaphysical lyrical wit laid down like butter on the toast as we toast to the good times, the melodies, the I be in love with your revity tell me more about society, persevere through the challenge wake up to write with my freewriters, testing with the mic of this slick rick with the chic to feed me with the love and need that i need to be freed, drop the mic as i send it with the freewrite .. drawn up to inspired me, to rap the rhymes and find the reasons, cut down the trees and move mountains upon thee, back up from the holy roast of new york society, landed on the west so i can pass the testing to see if i have what's up inside of me, the wise knowledg, harnessing the chi to battle thee, covert, propser, and unravel thee, write and rap and rise above thee, cause here comes the N-D-F right through the fucking door.
