Epitaph

Disastrous times,

I'm actually a masterous mind,

But sometimes you just have to unwind,

Let shit settle then get back to the grind,

And That shit is fine,

Get passed on the path that is mine,

And best believe my impact is devine,

Do the math and you'll climb,

Listen and pay attention to this rap i designed,

We just Cant get back to rap in it's prime,

And what will be in the epitaph that is mine,

Lost in time..

Cuz now a days all these mothafuckas have lost their minds!