Hush
I am not regular
But one can always get lost in the fray;
Push
For even if you are exemplary
You cannot guarantee another way;
Truth
Perception is out of your hands;
Ruth
Perfecting a skill that no one understands
But I will do whatever my craft demands

I major in English and I will delineate
I'm within snout of the creature whose name is Fate;
If you're not hungry then I'll take your dinner plate
Chew on your vegetables, I'll take the meat to sate;
I like to innovatе
Why would you criticize?
Even if I don't need you to legitimizе
'Cause you know I will keep path till my own demise
I will just run!
Even when surely I'll stumble and fall
I have been working that way since my cradle
Surely I'll carry that mindset till pall

I rather be
A little acidic
Than a little
Basic;
Some among you
Cannot see the whole truth
And thus need the LASIK
Speaking of truth
What of the times?
Some of the facts that I taste in this world
Are sour like limes
I know it does, know it does, know it does, know it does
I know it does seem we are similar
But I do guarantee we are of different ilk;
I've sucked from the pap of a wolf like a Romulus
Clothing my mind in fine royalty's silk;
Historiographically, they will look back at me
And I will just have to speak through my runes
And that is the reason I spend so much energy
In the construction of writing and tunes

Hush
I am not regular
But one can always get lost in the fray;
Push
For even if you are exemplary
You cannot guarantee another way;
Truth
Perception is out of your hands;
Ruth
Perfecting a skill that no one understands
But I will do whatever my craft demands

I have a vision
I'm on a mission
So I will be on my way;
My reason is bigger that paying tuition
But I cannot say that is not in my way;
I find a beat
Dip in my feet
Then I go swim in the truth;
Speaking so fast in my rhythms, I wonder how still I haven't lost a tooth
Even at the daybreak
You will find me grinding;
My, it is binding
Being so interested
In the truth impressed in
Every single word and phrase
Especially
The thrill
The glee
That I derive
From being alive
To write the rhymes I do
In the way I do
If you want a clue:
Even when in class I was writing
Even when the rest were abiding
By the rules that I've come to see are worth forsaking
We were caged animals of our own making;
I did what I did to escape the mundanity
I don't bear rue for keeping my humanity
Going so far and then losing your morals
Or having success and then resting on laurels
Is like attending a last will and a testament
Leaving before you quite know what it proffers
Making it to El Dorado with no wooden coffers
Hush
I am not regular
But one can always get lost in the fray;
Push
For even if you are exemplary
You cannot guarantee another way;
Truth
Perception is out of your hands;
Ruth
Perfecting a skill that no one understands
But I will do whatever my craft demands