The Diary

open...open...open your doors & swing doing your thing wrote some things down in my locket don't you forget it shooting dope in the hallway things are going your way drifting ever closer to the New York mile open...open magic potion got music to beats inside my head it's the walking dead hip hop...hip hop...make ginger pop the surface of the moon move to soon got a pen in my pocket write some things down in my diary all of life believe me is a great mystery Surfing the web what's going on inside my head come back come back...come back, working so hard can give you a heart attack submit to the man up above nestled in the frail ambiance of his love it's the click clock don't stop.. don't stop...keep on with the flow it's not what you know but who you blow don't you know skipping rocks at the edge of a beach try to catch that Frisbee so way out of reach hands, eyes & teeth open the diary and take a sneak peak writing down story's of yesterday past having so much fun with a hope that it would last sugar is sweet like nectar on the bone sweet success in my timeless plight on fire, on fire, I'm coming home write down those precious moments we had together that night at the fair when you shed a tear precious memories in time so that's the end of this rhyme