Triggering my steady fingertips held tight the gun in my hand sights in sight do you wanna die tonight my ego on edge I’m frustrated pain don’t come violently it’s a power of speech bang bang it’s logic that you thinking I’m going to take a life and you will be shot but theses are just feelings coming alive time to dominate and give education mental dedication the truth isn’t a surprise this determination powerful information Postpone the meaning of breathing and stealing words from the mind changed my name from 2 percent the new and powerful ryno is putting records and labels so many rhymes written on the page at one at a time I’m over all the negative energy bringing down my vibe it’s time to determine what is life what’s black and white or what’s left or right speaking the truth full filed from sweat and anger all at the same time like if life was a cartoon outlet what would u look like what would be the outcome or the story you see through your eyes I know I would be the guy sitting in the clouds watching all the narrative rapping cartoon characters ruin their lives cause I’m sipping spitting dripping feeling out everyone else’s lives to see why the dedicating their entire energy on me yeah I got meanings that aren’t even found in the dictionary mind spaced erased proud to speak blessed to seek troubleshooting verbs and adjectives a gifted poet at reach no time wasted this a gift not taught to teach Chorus Gasped gasping for just one breath to put my soul to rest drowning in the sound not silent distress practice practicing mastering the task or what ever becomes the test pulsing publishing this song to all the platforms to get the best rating this just becoming a discovery to what value I have listen to the words I tell it like a story soon this be a gifted trilogy of powerful words of energy I’m so tired practicing my desire to always having an alibi life can come in waves walking the tight wire being stressed sometimes depressed feeling like my body and soul has taken a great toll and time to let my roll of my body take control capsized not being able to breathe eyes blurred can’t seem to see challenges out of reach but once reached my vision will soon be at ease and soul at peace So as the days flex my muscles seem to stretch wasted slurred words poems with no ratio of steps to process to protect to provide a detailed vibe nor pausing my lyrics and rhymes will always survive cause this my journal of my life