Justin

Because I'm gifted,

Privileged to have this type of privilege,

To speak my mind with such versatility that god has gifted.

Putting talent to use, similar to the first time Jordan picked up a ball to hoop, or when common

rapped his first verse and spoke nothing but the truth so help me GOD!!

Trapped in my thoughts, let me out, don't need no help, I'll figure it out.

My pen set sail in the sea so I can be free but watch out for the Moby Dick Whale.

Lucky I escaped the past, backpacked over the mountain and built a wall. Hidden in a cave

were the signals drops, so life can not call. Some say that they are appalled by my actions, but 

nobody started asking.

I write the same reasons crack fien do something strange for a piece of change, 

like a hippie high of his supply, so he can not be controlled by The Man, or like a 

drunky drinking his brain away to get rid of the pain.

Pen on paper is my stress reliever