February

allegations rarely make it to quotations. the quotable reiteration. of a man with grown patience. the flow is spacious it's gracious enough to play with. all in my spare time workin day shift. I stay swift. and blaze spliffs. I'm tha man shakin hands makin plans for the average Joe apocalypse. them topple this? that can't be to stop the grip I can't see. any place in space we won't face the carbon copies. so drop seeds and the wise will surely grow. to harvest what we sow. and show them that we know. master of the flow a bastard on the beat the bleeding hands of the common man in every word I speak. from the echoes of the voices tryin in the dirty streets. to the chorus of the Forrest I'm just fighting to be free. I'm dying to be me. in this tragic comedy where I play a lowly character just reaching for a piece. of a dream ill never reach.