I dont want to make any woman jealous

But my relationship with the pen is over zealous

And if music was a sin i'd be going to hell for this

I never approach it lackadaisical

I just want it to come off sensational

The appetite is totally insatiable

My pants are not tight, my heads not screwed loose

My rants are all fight, and my threads are over due too

My bark is all that i have left to prove

I am all green and undiluted by c-notes

Rap gave me the dream and now i wanna see it through these pupils

This is a scream, like i just stepped on your twin poodles

I dont have time for restriction, i'll clock it on its culos

These eyes glare with conviction, where are my kudos

My mental state trys addiction, but i filled up with too much glucose

My energy state is charged and ready to release all of its volts

The time i invest is a virus

The kind i want to be can only be righteous

Its more than just a rhyme when i write this

Its wisdom brewing up the philosophical

Its rhythm churning the unstoppable

It has risen a brand new chronicle

I have respect for all those who have come before me

Could you please pass the torch to a man fueled by victory

Ive been running laps and i have run out of the patience thats circling

My spirit is lifted, but there is nobody around

I hear it and sift it until this is the emotion i surround

This is fueled by everything lost and never found

Release me from these shackles i have been bound

I can only come from the heart, it has never left me down

The music might grow apart, but ill always be left in the sound

Do not mistake me for a want to be trying to be type of clown