“Created For”
I spit for the soul I’m digging deeper for the art 10 percent is from the mind 90 percent is from my heart And I was destined to write Whatever my brain processes Even tho it’s a little damaged I still manage even if I lost it This is what I was destined for This is what I was created for Whatever is in the middle Doesn’t matter coz I still make more Unpredictable thoughts creep In my mind and it begins to crawl Trying to find another home Before it drops down and then I fall I wanna reach higher levels Each poem is just another step There’s no retirement to this Ima keep inventing till my death If the whole world knows it or not If a few people knows it or not I will continue coz it’s my passion Even if it’s in a safe somewhere locked No need for deposit boxes Coz I’ll keep spreading my treasures Whatever it may be to my library And my poetry. Helping is my pleasure My hand will always be extended It’s up to u if I’m a mr. fantastic I only deal with the real tho If I break u then no doubt ur just plastic I take inspiration with a full glass After I drink it all with one sip Something unbelievable happens A good moment of artistry and that’s it.
