Lyrical Exercise

I'm not a poet I just rhyme a lot Orgasmic flow, I just find the spot Your favourite artist's ghost writer wishes he could write the lines I jot I'd rather gain new treasure, you try to find what's lost "Panda panda panda" I'm not going to dress it up I hate desiigner Most of my punchlines get slept on like pyjamas Ex told me I carry my pad like it's a bible I apologize if you find that Blasphemous The world tried to take my voice from me, and my pad became my advocate Approaching me when I'm holding a pen is hazardous I could chop my arms off and still out write you, I'm that passionate I haven't even gone fully lyrical I could start going multi syllable Making sure every bully hears it all As payback for when they were making me feel worthless I grew stronger and could very easily go and make them feel nervous But karma will get them, so Why waste my time? Put my heart in it every time I create a rhyme If it's an eye for an eye, then let's turn ourselves into Fetty Wap But I'm just trying to create an easier future, because I've had a heavy past I already know I have a lot of better writes But this was just a lyrical exercise