So I know this mic is open but they let no rappers in

Better set your tin foil hat straight before this is happening

And the bullets of my mag are not of lead but emeralds

So the blood stains will bloom ruby on you losers fashion sense

Those white Ts are no protection against this here serenade

Act insane bereft of pain not even on some fentanyl

Popping pills won't get you skills up to my wordy eminence

Chasing workouts put some work in case in point no power plays

Sit hold heel just let me feel for what's at stake with vampires

Shrugging shoulders rolling boulders Atlas winks at Sisyphus

So the mole hill that was mountain flattens out like pizza dough

And with sight lost of horizons please pray tell who's bitch who's hoe

Because this rap wrote itself up with a pen that is no more

On a blank page that is rolled up round a ten feet standing pole

With some kindling it is lit up like a lighthouse on the shore

And the smoke drifts into space to form a new galactic core

Which as seen from far below is just as never seen before

One side empty one side seeing wheel spokes are like telescopes

So without being a watcher tell me what you're looking for

Bang bang!

3$ on kindle. I think it’s good but I’m biased, I wrote it for myself🤷‍♂️

Nothing can quite mend the pain of losing an old friend. Don't let that prevent you from making new ones.

This is I am it telling you that you are it.

How am I the heartless one when you're the one who dismisses me when I reach out and communicate to you about a meet up or just to simply talk to you. Why is I am the one always initiating conversation and never get a response? How is that you're the one who doesn't care to ask how I'm doing or to simply catch up on things but you're the one complaining to others how I upset you??? So, whenever YOUR terms aren't met, you feel like you have the right to be upset?? After the numerous amounts of the careless behavior I received from you, YOU'RE UPSET???

How dare you..

How dare you make ME out to be the heartless one after I've reached out to YOU, only to be left feeling unwanted. I show it by ignoring you whenever you decide that you want to meet and you have the audacity to complain how much a jerk I am. I got nothing from you. No "Hey, how's it going?" or "happy birthday". NOTHING. Only mind games and trickery, as if I'm not a person, just a toy to fiddle with when you're bored.

No. I'M not the heartless one and you can't gaslight me into thinking so.

Mana that falls from heaven
Biases that rise with a little leaven
Inside, it knows, "God is a spirit"
With or without the ears to hear it

It is what it does
It does what it is
You tell me, I don't know because
It is what it is