As An Adolescent
I'm not invincible, I zoned out and I began over thinking,
Unlike a dilated pupil shrinking, I was untamed between blinking
Thinking dark thoughts, trying to build a fence but my chain wasn't linking,
So I found a pen and some paper and I went straight to the inking
13 years old and I had already tasted of the manic depression,
Ready to session, and drown with the Leviathan now I'm stressing,
Forget the lesson, I raised myself with nothing but a question,
How to survive by myself, so I dropped being a kid and I left it
I picked up a pen before I learned multiplication math,
So realize that these are more than emotions when I start to rap
This is dedication, pens turn to swords when they feel my wrath,
The knight in shining armor, with a sinister laugh
They say I'm, schizophrenic because I hold the horizon still
Or maybe because I took metaphors in the form of a pill
But whatever he reason, I still hover over them with skill
So get ready to climb a mountain, and watch me walk over hills
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