it's the next scheme of rhythmic line to achieve, imprinted from my mind to the paper upon the screen as I understand poetry isn't what all it seems. One breath two and let loose with what I mean as I breakdown on the shakedown of my gleam. Hitting the stream, get live as I process the steam. rise above all driving me down. My own mental deception that holds me low straight to the ground. Gotta get right, realize my time is now. So let's show out and surpass any doubt as you hear the clout of a blast from my lyrical know how. Honestly never saying I claim to be the best. But I will always shout loud I'm the King of the MIDWEST! issue two, final verse on a verdict of no recourse. Letting strip of all the hurt as I burn this self doubt I have furnished. Understanding life only brings you clouds. it's up to me to split em from the shrouds as the rays of sunshine glisten down upon me now. I see the Lord as He blessed me with thou. and I stand proud amongst an overcrowd of socially depressed clowns. Just roll my eyes as laugh walking through town.