FREEWRITE

Written to Jake One's "The Truth"....COPYRIGHTED BITCHES!!!

The representation of misunderstood
Stuck in the cold, but its cool, cause in this hell its all good
Winter's arriving, the trees are slowly dying
The leaves drop to the concrete where the blood's drying
The life from a victim of silver chrome shots
Souless corpses grace the streets, run to ya home spot
Pivoting the future, all to travel back to past times
Rewind the clock to find the meaning behind last time
Deciphering the dire straits that's left my life jagged
Because it seems the only thing that I see straight are jackets
As I'm surrounded by white padded boundaries
I feel I found me, when my lyrics pound beats
They say the truth is so plain to experience
For me, its difficult so I dive in deliverance
I see clear now, but beware of the blind nights
To understand the hindsight, you must have ya mind right
Lost focus in the pad, and ain't been rappin' since
It's the same shit different diaper to pack it in
Static's back, hide ya shit under the cockpits
I'm not above the struggle, there I discover solace
Ignorance stop it, I'm not a problem, I'm a conflict
The time winds like kids running in mosh pits
Tryna reach me get a booster chair, when I'm in the booth
You should fear, the truth is here. One.