Poetry

[MDL5]

not a word was to be spoken, so i left that rule un broken, i learned and heard from the actions, and it spoke loud im not jokin, i look bak to the reaction hopin it was laughin, my rappin, please no violence im askin,other wise in disguise a twisted tragic passion, matte black 12 gauge i was on a hell page, mad n sad at the people who had it well made, i just want my mom to get well paid, i hav to do it a different way the tree help me see, n it smell great, so u can see confusin times,they said i hav confusin rhymes, confusin lines, i dont giv a **** cuz its my life im choosen mine, sayin that we free, look at whos in line, who can climb, i drink my beer cold,they sell us beer cold that made my dad sell his soul, to the devil thats on stone, ipa stone,, he took my dads goal and gave him his own, meanwhile his son is now grown with so much well known, to him his own son is still unkown, so far away from him and the world cuz he is in his own zone, i learned to feel best and blessed even wen theres nothin left but bones, i say i aprriciate every day ja praise cuz with the herb and the earth i know is my true home.