at weird times, I would ignore writing-rhymes
but as long as I stay in my writing-prime
I'd be igniting-lines as long as the lighting-shines
i'll find a sign to define whats on my mind
and combine some rhymes into wicked-lines
but at times, my sick-head-sighs, and I despise
these dick-head-guys, who become wise,
when I slip one verse, cause of writers-block
and suddenly all these fake ass writers-talk
cuz there lame ass lyrics hit tighter on the charts
A small piece i wrote in about 5-10 minutes. please feed.