Sometimes I Just Write and This Happens
Whats good my fellow inflamed pen and pad artists
I've unlocked many chains and now Im unharnessed
I've gone through the darkness and still Im untarnished
Watched souls of the heartless acid rain on and varnish
Picture missing baskets with never a rebound from backboards
They ending up in caskets tryin to be around druglords
Others daydreaming like magic win the lottery for sure
Girls search for meaning in an actress but cant see behind her doors
Im just a cat that projects life through ink and paper
I cant reject those lives close to the brink of danger
I do it like king arthur equal plates on my table
Just trying to take them farther but their stuck on the fable
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