mind ravels on times you want to fly back bright black shining eyes crying how lifes bad reminiscing's a cost you pay crying for times , when times was bad but they still stayed bad(who's fault is that) I have written verses creating tears in the future aggressive, passionate and wise still the noose doesn't loosen beaten,bruised burnt in hate still the blood thicker than a ruler torturous spite's of the night still thinking about the one who gets to pick stars like tulips I am not giving up ,not today not ever , fuck with you and the reasons you state up wits down eyes here, rhythm comes from the soul gods hymn poetry comes from the heart that takes a lot to win energy comes from the mind but ADHD nigga its gon' again