In a Writer's Mind

There's a reason by my rhymes, but the angles acute, Read inside of the lines, I'm only heard by the deaf-mute The dead truth, is questionable you ask me for a fable I'll let you respond to your self, see if your mind is able 'Cause Cain and Able, solved the first problem with violence Violence will always be an option, until the devil is silenced Let the violins, string on but there's never gonna be peace We're missing a piece, unity is what we need at the least Let the beat, roll on so you can vibe out in your zone Let it provide you with privacy, so in the beat you're alone And know, that inside of the beat is a million thoughts galore Walking into those thoughts, is like opening up a locked door You clocked war, within time the battlefield will immense You're in the mind of a writer, and the war is intense In past tense, it was hard but you made it and you slayed it You knocked on a writers mind, so the writer portrayed it In A Writer's Mind, you see through the Earth's core In A Writer's Mind, you boil the lava and you destroy In A Writer's Mind, you're a warrior in an innocent frame In A Writer's Mind, you turn the alphabet insane