top tier

#new #rap #battleme #fire #underground #verse #top #tier i count my blessins when i start stressin. too much times invested. in hating on myself i should be thankful for where i dwell. i should be thankful for these stories i tell. listen close, youll fall under a spell. i muse philosophically, if you couldnt tell we as people are our own worst enemies. whether it be self doubt, or a bottle of hennessy and a dependency on a blunt to fall asleep. is it you, to whom i speak. its all tongue in cheek. fed up with the bullshit i want peace. as an emcee i know the narrative. for survival its imperative. my penmanship is the best of this generation. theres sour being abrasive. you can start hatin' but no ones got word placement, quite like me, michale jonathan or is it just mikey, it might be that im fightin' all these demon at once. they swarm in fast, im deep in the cut. lost in mazes, and a sea of a million faces. my writings are cryptic. my vocals are mystic. you should try giving my mind a visit. its lucid, and complex. my ego and id are at the convex. through them i get a little context. of the outside world my reality. and how it twirls and spins off the axis. lays flat on my mattress. welcome to my madness. welcome to the diary of a lyrical assassin. a craftsman who knows no end. who knows where all the time has went. are we gone after that last breath. i dont know we can only pray for a fast death.