The Poetical Brock Lesnar

You're about to witness mayhem caused by the poetical beast incarnate Stand back so you don't get sprayed by my pens cartridge Stay if you're willing to witness beautiful murder by your favourite ugly artist I stay up at night, thinking about how I'll succeed with my day plans I talk for myself, I don't need a Paul Heyman I'm focused on my next cards, while you cry about played hands I got back up from everything that knocked me down I won the battle even when I lost Some rounds You just put on a brave face I'm not letting go of my pen, so Poetry is in a safe place I know some can't wait for the day I'm all rhymed out Eminem said "How much damage can you do with a pen" well you're about to find out I'll still stand if they ripped my spine out Giving up is never an option no matter how much I'm hurt To me this is life, to you it's just a verse I'll die before I allow anyone to crush my words I know some speak on me, saying he's just absurd I'm crazy, insane and Bipolar, I've always told you that But I'd be a fool to let it hold me back Depression took it's best punch and I'm still standing But it couldn't handle the punches I was handing I studied my opponent, my victory came with planning bragging about a battle won, is a distraction from focusing on the next battle I'll play with 3 less tiles, and you still couldn't beat me at scrabble I work better under pressure I'm the poetical Brock Lesnar