Hold up not so fast
During daylight I seek, to find the light in the day
Because it feels like to me, it's always dark anyway
As I walk down the sidewalk, leaves fall off trees
Landing so soft on the green grass underneath
Then I think to myself,everything that leaf went through
The hot days and colds nights it's hosting tree overgrew
And I realize that I, and that leaf are kind of the same
Just look how far we came,through every step of the way
So I kneel and stare at it's beauty and...wait hold up hold up not so fast,
Ya seriously thought I was gonna come out here and write some stupid shit like that?!
I've been to hell alive I've been at the step of the place
My rhymes are so hot I touched and melted hell's gates
I didn't even try to escape I brace what this life makes
Then the devil moved to the side afraid to get in my way
I don't ever run away I even stretch my problems ahead
I witnessed all of that hell and what's perplexing is I'm not dead
Dare to get on my lane and believe that I will stop ya
I'll drop ya,I'll charge the semi-automatic and pop ya
If you turn into an issue my weapons won't let you continue
I'll try the 9 and the 5 like I'm trying things on a menu
I am unstoppable,insoluble,my lines stay remarkable
Poets think it's probable to beat me?Ha, That's impossible
Completely absurd,I'm not hurt by your words
Power Poetry is the plate and I'm eating poets here for dessert
Tell me what you know about real writers like this?
Base most of the things we write on experiences we have lived
You think talking about leaves or trees defines the real poetry concept?
I've read other poems on this forum and it's called Describing an object
Yeah I can write like the rest of ya like Shakespeare or Allen Poe
My style is unorthodox but for now my style is Joe
Give me a chance to show you some crazy poetic skills
Erase both S's on that last word and that's how I do people's careers
Now I'm gonna take the K(K as a letter K as a machine gun) and spray all of my fears
I can describe my writing skills with what's left of that word and thats ILL
My wordplay,similes,and break downs can be deceiving
I had to explain the two sides of K for ya to get the meaning
And if a writer has to insert parenthesis in the line
Slow down it's fine you need to comprehend the rhyme
And understand that what's mine is way ahead of your time
Way ahead of your prime,a real complex design.
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