the story of a writer freestyle
• Written by pascalthewriter
creating lyrics in a freestyle mode form
they give me my flowers but inside i feel so torn
warming up with my heater on a corner that gets cold on
putting out rap daily i feel like i need to prolong
i dont just to add little verse in i want the whole song
righteous minds can come across as so wrong
once i capture my moment i need to hold on
hop on a beat and get my flow on
based off appearance i appear to be calm
but inside i got an urging rage sensation
step by step im heading towards my goal pacing
been isolated in my home spent a few days in
mold the game in a different way reshaping
cooking beats in hells kitchen constantly baking
hope someone reach out and get to emcee rating
got the city on lock with the hustling ten keys waiting
got out bed worn out tired energy craving
