Illest kid filled with bliss.

My dreams escape and influence pages;

Sparked like the sage is

Im the flyest livewire

Thick haze; sharp like switch blade

Untouchable.

Deluxe Triple XL clothes so Im comfortable

Im on the road to riches

My bitches? they relentless

Sexual deviants; all independent

Just like me

Im a female Cassanova

Dont blink

Without thinking I can bend you over

If There Was Only Peace

I dream of a world where the youth can grow

Every answer is yes and the evil unknown

Rivers are healthy and so is the sky

Nobody worries about if we die

I dream that war is a mythical tale

Never experienced unthinkable hell

We dont eat meat; the animals are too sacred

At a certain age everyone is awakened

Two spirited and mental are no longer a flaw

In fact now they are given the medicinal jobs

I wake up this morning and bow on my knees

Oh this world… If Only There Was peace.

Say whut now. Kung pow

Naturally actually happily to… skip to my loo

All the way to the loony bin

With my new found friend imaginary twin

Never met but was there from the begin

Henceforth Im back to the latter

As choco lit chips get me fit-fat of the land fatter

No matter

I just dip drop endulge in rhyme form

The only thing Im on is the coffee bean

No coffee with cream. I like it black so Im back in action

Just walked in slushy snow with no traction

Amidst the lost and confused

But I find myself when Im out its a muse

The city is music to my ears

When you read this? Your the only one who hears

Here I am

In the dark of night I arise once again

To collect my thoughts I write with pen

Its about time I do this again

With no regrets where does this stem?

How long have I been in this place

My skyscraper oasis

Thousands of faces

As the city tells tales naked

Must be about a year now

I was losing my mind but Im here now

Nada to fear now

Its so clear now

Cool; calm; collected

Solemnly protected by my own perspectives

I walk with a thousand spirits

I can see; smell and hear this

They touch with a thousand arms to feel this

What is this place

What is this place? Universal bound infinity

But I am subject to individual vacinity

Our home world is ablaze aflame what a crying shame

This is simply a dying game; it needs a name

A name for the actuality of the fragile system

We are in a cataclysm

Can we please change our ways now

We’re on our way down

Nobody has a voice to say now

The answers are right infront of our faces

But we keep making the same mistakes

What will it take

For the world to awake

I used to be so inspired and wired upon awaking

The world was mine for the taking, no… for creating

Limitless words to fung shui the pages

Cleanse my mind like sages

The daily splatter of thoughts

Musing jots

To simply juggle in rhyme rhythm

In this physical realm a prison

Words shine like when light hits a chrystal prysm

This type of art is

Simply shine upon the darkness

Giving strength to the week

Courage to the meek

Whatever hurdles you jump to reach the peak

No longer cynical

In the now is the pinnacle