thoughts went blank

my life memories from 13 and everything previously started to become obsolete black then it went blank and it happen a thought was drawn and I pained it on a canvas being this page and when I'm writing at supprisingly from aligning my words and the rhyming continues piercing through coming to a sting like view and you sang it cuz it resignates on a plain relating to you or finding its way after mining my brain in this mine full of dime hits, which is my mind valued as or equal to diamonds binds my lyrics to your life from a guy who knows nothing but one thing i show it's evident that the day I think I know everything is the day it begins fucking mel I over and slower again so a prevention is put into place to eliminate the old and bring the constant new play based on the expressions left on your face Will determine if my words are estamated, apraised and elevated above the basics levitating on levels with the greatest hits fluctuating with other greatness typically upbeat peeking the people's interest get in your head to make notes make a list or a log cuz Dr ghost is creating a song  getten his paper his pad and pen to write a script p,zrescribing a prescription with information given directions tobe patient to his patience patience being a virtue will keep you addicted to my new additions taking over all your other adictions, it's a mission I'm driven to show my intentions causing frictions in my lyrics and all your lessons, the proof you're still listening, breaking the patterns making the sound shatter anything in its path not only glass your teeth next from the chatter shaking and after you here the instrumentals and my mental journals pictured like a video hearing it through the radio, ears occupied with only my rhymes constantly bringing the frequencies on waves sounded through the stereo leaving you with a powerful desirable residual of uncomonlycommon calming your common music and showing you real shit at its fullest potential