Bought My Thoughts
I am the best
At being stressed
But not depressed
Powerful mind, no "S'' on my chest
I'm mysterious so my personality take a good guess
State your thesis
I'm not alive yet, a fetus
Hypothesize
Strategize
Form a conclusion
To my embodiment illusion
lol
It's scary
To meet a thug with a titanic vocabulary
I'm on a mission in life
Call me the missionary
I give you sight with my poems
Call me the visionary
I'm not good I'm great with words
Call me the dictionary
I feel I don't belong here
My face dry never shed a tear
God is near
God is also fear
No not God the Grim Reaper
His cost of death is cheaper
But why are funerals expensive
Life should be extensive
People these days are apprehensive
Materialistic
They rap about chains...
Lack of realistic
They think I rap
I refuse
My poetry is too smart
Built to confuse
lol I'm so amused
Letter to the Lord
Certified classic
Lyrical electricity
Feel the static
Machine gun wordplay
Automatic
Sewn from exclusive cloth
An unknown fabric
I love Egypt the land is prolific
So I sign my name on paper in hieroglyphic
I paid the price to get where I'm at
My destination been sought
My mind is expensive
I bought my thoughts
Copyright © Richard-Jamaal Keen | Year Posted 2009
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