#Hybrid19 Hi guys, The name's Ceijey N I'ma tell u lil bout myself. I turned 35 this past June, but just now dippin a toe or 2, into this rap world. N 2 be honest, da only reason im doin this, my older brother's got me blackmailed. But not the way ya think.. No promises to keep, eyes n ears on me, not a peep, I'll DO tell. Far as I know, since I was knee-high, always wrote what you'd call poetry. Since I was a little kid, tryna be nice, comin up there on north-side Market St. I can't deny this gift of lyrics, that Paps has done bestowed onto me. N best believe, ima take this rap shit as far as my heart n mind's eye can see. Irrevocably, my past was dusty, But the wind picked up howlin' whippin uncontrollably. Goal oriented now n' I can FINALLY see. Sittin at my desk, tappin pen-bass quietly. Zonin out the teach, while she tryna speak. But the work's done now My mind's gotta beat. tweakin my flow, n perfecting rap schemes. optics perplexin, this a bad scene, was my first impression, Honestly, & now, I feel a little foolish, cuz the whole time, that I was jammin in my booth, & rhymes were ice-smooth, I never saw what I was doin, to my very own tune, I was making music. I've alwayz tried 2 c the best in thangz, Like alwayz kindness to be in my veins. Lookin around now n all I see, a crumblin society where chaos reigns. Hate Fear & Greed have taking the reins. Kindness & Good Will gags & strains. most you shmucks let da cell cam play, while watchin sad atrocities take place. Sittin there on ya galaxy 8, hancocked- contract, no prepay. To YouTube, Google, Fox, Yahoo and FB ya gon' n signed ya life away. Surfin the subways. Watchin re-caps or writin a screenplay. Always screaming that Art's the way, that selfishness casting shadows, Blocking the out all the Sun's rays, Say what ya want, but, ur devilishness blasting outwards. If it'd get you a million likes, I bet youd livestream someone's life fading away. like witnessing a car crash from across the way. You couldn't even bother to drop knees and pray... "But that's not how it all went down Ceijey", "& how dare you accuse me of taking the coward's way!?" when I see people getting hurt I freeze and stuck is where I stay." "Never matters how much I want to Aid." "Or how much I want the evil in this world to fade away!." Na, you full a sht n you know it, we talkin bout evil, but you the cold one. Whippin out ya i12 start recordin n postin so ya can be da 1 that showed em. Your outlook on life strait outta a batman movie.. talkin bout Baine. Ya only care about helping yourself, and looking like the hero, man what a shame. The heart feels cornered, & my mind's distorted. I feel nothing left, Empathy's dormant. My soul's headed to a dark place. But after what I've been through, to be honest, I'm all for it My hope, optimism and faith, for man has vacated the space, where my heart usta' store it. No love left for America Corporate. all da lies we hear from Fox destroyed it.It wasnt always like this, n it'll end then, n I just have to endure it. Emotions snowballin'. Devotions freefallin'. Emojis leapfroggin'. the notion is, we've fallin, into the handz, of corporate ameriCANT like Tom Saidz, with head in his hands, "All these people attemping to rewrite the constitution, they prolly just gon' tear it up. We went to bed with the American dream, N woke up in NIGHTMERICA". Soakin, no bedpan. Puppeted around, locked, drained,chained and bound, by da thin threadz. The 1% shareholdinz' scalding n the skin sheds. No air, choakin barely floatin tax stipends. Rich is the new Righteous. everybody's thinking it, but no one's writing it. Afraid of the twitter-nerve so I guess I'll be the one, to craft the match, & strike it.