I keep
So hopeful
Through night
And day;
No sleep
Whilst load's full;
I fight
I pray

Don't say I need a gold chain
Or a beat change
Imma maintain
Like a mountain
Untamed;
Do say
That I write strange
That I'm deranged
Liking wrong dogs
With the right mange

I keep hungry, as I go;
I keep steaming, midst the snow;
All my brothers and my sisters see my notepad and they know

Falling, deeper
Midst all, the flames;
When hedge, is steeper
More fun, are games
All my poems
Manufactured to be seminal;
Reaper roams
But I do not walk on tippy-toes;
See ten tombs
But I've noticed only nine are full
You say that pall's for me, you fool
Don't you see I am the ghoul

Don't say I need a gold chain
Or a beat change
Imma maintain
Like a mountain
Untamed;
Do say
That I write strange
That I'm deranged
Liking wrong dogs
With the right mange

Even with a mean dog
One can glean so much from fleas on coat;
Given just a rusty cog
You know what truth some poets wrote?

School's an intellectual
Penitentiary
But I'll still unravel spool
And sew with glee
Writing big buck raps in the bathroom
Stalls;
It appalls
Many
When they find out I get up so quickly from my falls

I till
And I sow;
Got my whip
And lasso

Securing the bag, give me the gold;
Breaking the caste, breaking the mold;
Do what you're told, never do fold
Dichotomy, in the belly of philosophy;
Always watch your back when you're honing luminosity
'Cause a lot of people harbor lots of animosity

I can see the world
Through the tip of my pen;
If you put me in the box
I'm like a bull in a pen;
I've been swimming with my hands tied
Searching for ken
And I've been asking all around
Where have you been?
Death, be not, proud
Why swell'st thou?
Imma make my momma proud
Afore you get the chance to wrap me in a shroud

Uncle, I have been chosen;
On ken I'm a barnacle
On wisdom frozen;
Momma, I have been brazen
Amidst those in coma
And those who are craven

Don't say I need a gold chain
Or a beat change
Imma maintain
Like a mountain
Untamed;
Do say
That I write strange
That I'm deranged
Liking wrong dogs
With the right mange