February 28th

i've gotta jot this down a thought to look around throw my book to the ground as my dreams give way to sound but its silence now im not as afraid of the void not not but not as and not as took a lot it takes a second to break it down and find the path to follow my thoughts but its easy and cheesy to rap inaccessible its a whole other level to make'em wanna raise the decibels nm, you know i'd hate to be known as technicall nm, you know i'd love to know a centerfolld is this destiny or fate its just probably some dumb luck existence is like a foot of snow with no tread and the tires stuck fu-k, its too real, February in a Tiburon I need the money to travel but my autotrader account won't log on and my conscience and my credit and my clothes are all wrong and the voice inside my head just tells me to try the chrome add on (its no help) and ya'll just extensions of my mind and as i write this i recline and to my right's a drive thru line all my friends are probably high i sense their paths becoming mine so the hunger multiples and cause the past come to mind its clockwork the way i rhyme i reminisce to pass the time only kanye makes music like hes gonna die man, this year we prime and this reality seems to me a fever dream or fantasy my delusions within reach because i think it thoroughly dex trips and lsd me wavy like a fleur de lis im cold don't you see i got my flurries to a tee and this is all true too the odyssey, do you get it then i come through you get it when its still new run it like its new shoes runnin right through you hood crews wit a bluetooth in some fubu ooh ooh