Gotta Do Something

I feel like writing some material To see if it's for real Desperation setting in Knocking me out like at the beginning Trespassing, on the intrusive messaging Who am I fooling ? If only my thoughts were elusive Maybe then I wouldn't be so exclusive Should not stop my verses, Can't handle these curses Like my passion for hot nurses Who ain't got 10 purses I breathe eventually and recap on my story, From point A to point B Yoyo-ing through the commotion Of accepting that you know you may know nothing Confusing? That's my thing Who wants to over complicate? Not me mate. I've been talking for a while now Like I took a vow To keep up the beat And make it hit it deep;