Once upon a time Was Little Ian On a journey back home Have no fear persevere I ain’t happy here Changes postponed Year after year It’s a waiting game I fear We need a hostile approach Kill em first by murderous notes this is rap a pilgrim wrote One life for my flows Open doors inviting me into more I hear a whisper speaking of the core Sharing metaphors like balm to a soul Here we go to my issues adios The purpose takes control Beginnings of my growth Sail away to the winds blows Now take my soul lord host let us go Imprisoned by this bars It’s crazy little Ian supplying a dose Never mind disregard or add to the most If my mind was crazy I’ll probably never know Like the tragedy of the oozing poem Much worthier then gold Like every chance to grow Witness the blind helping us to find Treasure in the soul Beyond what we know All is possible What really matters in life is the meaning of light Heavens blessings bestow is with might Making strong for this trip us without a price This can only end in paradise Hold up hold up I chill while I’m cruising Rolling to the smoke Is a melody it’s moving The beat unleashes Powerful leakage Take a puff lift up like hi & hello I’m about ready for my next rodeo They call me flippy From zero to a hundred yo My temper is short when I lash out without remorse Living on the edge of all I know Is a dangerous approach oh no the Holy Ghost Come save me from false hopes Reality passes fastest and all is over In the flap of a wing Angelic as it all may seem The spiritual is the greatest of dimensions One carries meaning in your heart Conveying life is expanding unto art You either miss or hit the mark Practice makes perfect now reach the stars Dreams truer then all of ours We don’t know what’s going on this is bizarre Life goes on leaving lots of scars Let’s help another out increasing our life span Imprints of my experience I love Enjoying every spark Enlightening the dark sharing all with all Richer then most religious Making wrong moves so displeasing a class It’s like a horror movie I like the thriller It goes from nothing straight to maxing out the most I gotta hell of a Diagnose besides Isn’t it chaotic to maintain In this world seeming strange But no surprise to a g Much awaits us behind the gates of trust Believe in the impossible The meaning drains into the He appeared Attractions on the way tears In this poem there’s a depth that appears Within the moment lays my fears I’m trapped in here Light dwindles but a second Then it is rekindled Put the bass to the track killing Don’t know if nobody can hear I gotta secret when I’m looking in the mirror