Writers Block I was sittin contemplating bout some shit tha other day to write, but I just stared at blank paper and a fuckin pen all night, alright, I'm high I want some waffles, eggs, and bacon an some afternoon delight I'm chillin right, won't never hesitate to punch you haters right up in ya eye, tha time is right, fuck writers block my mic is nice as soon as I get flowin on tha beat its murder straight to tha fuckin afterlife come grab a slice the taste is good you pay tha price the names deep in my heart I'm scared to say em twice, poltergeist, I'm yelling out at God thinking about tha shit I done in life I'm paralyzed I'm trying to shoot my shot but I just freeze up and reach for tha light, I'm Mordechai, save tha king spread my wings I light this wreath an reach up for tha sky, I'm sorta like, that kid right down tha street that's mournin horrified, I'm borderline, bat shit bitch I'm sk8in left but end up goin right tha flow is tight I'm cold as ice I'm dreaming of my dad back before my time it's soaring by like birds I'm fly I get tha worm an say goodbye, pops you know i love you raise my cup I'm fuckin glorified my rhymes prioritize tha mortal eye if you look close enough you reach euphoric high like blow your mind but even closer I'm constricting more inside I been so close to death but I don't wanna die don't wanna demoralize just want a normal life I been so woke so I adore tha wise but I'm so bored it's like the shit supposed to hoist the hype is just so falsified like people sell their soul just to get rich it just gets tossed aside I'm fuckin Lost I might, get found out in these streets with a different sort of sight, it's like we're more alike more than the scream horror and torture type I may just torch tha mic until I'm forced to fight when broken down rebuild then fortify bro I'm still sk8in by this different place and time, I over grind I over shine to get tha golden prize I'm so in line bitch I'm just Bowlin by you can't see me you must be goin blind tha flow design I keep an open mind until its closing time the curtains close but I still glow and shine I'm so devine I'm stuck in overdrive fuck overdose cause bitch I'm gone survive thumbs up boy I hold it high been on that global grind since hoes was throwin rice an fuckin chuggin wine tha beat knows that's its gone be mine I'm close to sign so funny I might post to Vine, so part tha waters prey to Moses shrine look to my trove you'll find nothing but a heartbeat but you know my fuckin soul is kind 🤙 fuck writers block Sk8board