roaming around my house

thoughts jumbled over im trying to link the connection

once i get a hold of my mental state the creativity sets in

destroy the wackness with a sharp mind that i use as a weapon

when god gave me style I knew that moment was destin

tough circumstances leave me worried and stressing

rap or writtting truthfully im unsure of which category im best in

either way when in the booth i bring the naket truth undressing

came up in the easter part of town but i roam and chill in the west end

the homie is still roaming the corner hurt depressed and miserable

told him you can make it without a miracle

im like picasso with these rap the way i pain a perfect visual

work on my flow voice tone I dont just dont dwell around being lyrical

i still eat healthy everyday cut back from smoking its all in the physical

whenever i hit the club the girls dance around like its a ritual

read up the knowledge that putting down like its biblical

some of my bars might go over ya head the understanding is difficult

you can learn from each lesson like i got a deep confession

rapper throwing shot at me im trying to decrease the testing