If Aimed Right (Final)

#1 #Fire #UST #Lyricist #SelfWritten #OriginalDelivery its lame, they want the storm i am, tame, when i want the storm i am tamed, so i can, stay, remain, the I, I am, but, that day, would be scary for I am violent in nature, yet beauty spill's, still escapes mae, I'm just too much too take, just wait, every night, I write, I come closer to be-coming, the perfect Bolt of lighting, to claim right, as the sounds of perfection strikes, like this pen might, adjust ta hit as accurate as that of a nano-nite mite fragmented insight, in eye, as my magni-fyed, glass light, layed it's sight, that's aimed right, release fright, i am like, storms at night, that wreaks havok left right, cause my lyrics aint lite(light), when aimed right, bulls-eye, they just might, behave like, a enraged hippo might, at yo camp site, random as that is, i suppose , but if theorized, with fear filled eye's cant yo see why, lashing out, is cause you imposed, and set up shop, when in there eye's you were the one's eho terrorized there territorial lives, i mean thats jus' naturally crazy right? like, why would i even say that right? cause as outta control as that is, imagine this, the damage managed by the chaos of that perfect storm if aimed right... now that's the threat I appose if my skill could be more tame like, so tell me how do I hold, back, if that is what i am like, this level of skill cannot be contained in no cage, right...? hold up, It just might, i just need time, so dont worry, just sleep, everything is alright its in my hands tonight, an with it I'll fight.