dark freestyle

Yo, I'm spinnin' like a cyclone, call me the architect, Buildin' up these verses, yeah, they sharper than a steel spec, Beneath the surface, darkness lurks, a complex wreck, I'm like a villain with Tourettes, so fuck the hurricanes, check. Storms brewin' in my mind, watch the chaos unfold, Words slippin' out like secrets, raw, unrefined gold, Unleash the rage, I’m deranged, stories told, From shadows where the broken dreams and nightmares mold. Streetlights flicker while I battle my reflection, Screamin' at the moon, need a clearer direction, Every breath a weapon, every thought a resurrection, No salvation found in this vicious connection. Twisted in the current, can't drown the indecision, Spit fire on the track, it’s my own demonic vision, Hurricanes may roar, but I’m deaf to the incisions, I’m fightin' with the ghosts, yeah, welcome to my prison