can’t stop rapping

If I start rhyming It start reminding Head thinks wiser Get a little more n u Thinks with your mind more How’s it going Que Tal I’m working on some fusion Livin in illusion til I travel To the next layers of diffusion Export the extortion No I didn’t have to have Living in limited line at the Store when Painted lines leads me To open waters When tiny places on the horizon Look better days then when the World looks thin frail made of rules That only spin webs that house Spiders sleeping in No room for the mama bear n her den No room for mama bear n her den I can’t stop rapping I can’t stop rapping Saw her about to get trapped in I created a diversion She ran away from the traffic Into what’s woods are left n it not too much man Livin on the south end Livin in the south end I can’t stop rapping I can’t stop rappin