i "write" like i live at this "site" with "my"
eyes "wide" in the middle of the "night"
that's "right", while many men will "fight"
im ending all their "lives", even the innocent "side"
cuz i am not the "type" to "unite" my pen and my "might"
with miniature sized "minds" and immature little "tikes"
im "impolite", give it some "time" i will "try" but "why"
where is my "mic", instrumentals and a "light" because "im"
missin them, they're "mine" i wishin i would "find"
Eminem then i'd "climb" to bigger than this "height"
my adrenalines gettin "high" every minute when im "psyched"
cuz my mission isnt "die", oh shit "i"
didnt remember to keep it really "quiet"
there's people still sleepin, so i'll whisper pretty "silent"...
shhh!!!!!!!!!!!