Dropping hip-hop atop the top shelf...

Well… I’m surprising myself!

Not a lot of thought’s shelled-out about a hell

Chalk full of souls sold for shot to sell

Na. It’s not hard to tell

It’s obvious, they’ll be shocked they fell off

Not long until they lost their will-

Like a grandpoppa poppin' pills

'Till I'm a grandpoppa popping pills for my memory lapse

And I can’t recap where my cap was last

The fact of the matter’s, I can’t plan on that

Na. I can’t plan on that. Losing my will

I won’t loosen my grasp. Whole crews on my back

You'd sign a contract on your own head

Just to make a hit, or get some street cred

You wack jobs, I’m Jon Gotti-

The Teflon Don, gone on a hot streak

Yuhhh, boss of the posse

Sharks in the water wanna leave without teeth?

Bite my style. Yah, it’s preferred

I’m dropping Jaws, like I’m Steven Spielberg

Jot down my lines, find a way to reword

If your not gonna start putting in real work

Needless to say, once I focus my genius

The flow comes so seamless- woven complete

Though spoken in pieces, for your convenience

Quoting my previous, seems it was a warm up

But, imagine your scratching a match in the night

Holding the light by an open gas pipe-

Hoping an explosion- and nothing, right?

Then it’s growing- blowing the block up

Like, If you say your the bomb, my topic's atomic-

More often than not, just dropping a sonnet

A product to come from punk rock in a pot

With Pac, K. Dot, and common

Caught in the bottom, on top of some ramen

Honest, I don’t need a lot

Just food for thought to ponder for hours

That won’t be forgot, on room to wander, till I drop

But, it’s kinda interesting...

I find my life’s enticed by glittering lights

But like the delight in little things, times infinity-

Shit, it gets to me....

Every man’s a mortal, you can't deny it

But a story’s moral? Now that is timeless...

I have a born will, to combine it

In any ordeal, find peace in a riot

On hooves a lamb, do the feats of a lion

My words are whispers, and my actions loud

I strip and pilfer the cloud’s silver lining

Open my mind, far before my mouth

And you already know, I’m holding this down

Although, it’s hard to hold this grin

So, I’m casting these stones like I'm knowing no sin

But I’ll go in again. Then I’ll go in again

That was the just the intro...let the story begin!