I believe Allah guides my hand while im writing this.
Exception why didnt you write today?
Maybe it's because she got nothing to say.
If there was a thought in my mind i'd find a way.
To paint a picture only my words could display.
Forget the word rapper, just call me an artist.
The words to my songs will show where my heart is.
Its hard to say things that mess up in your head.
Its hard to erase things you wish you never said.
Regrets fill my mind, in a way i can't describe.
My lifes like a rollercoaster, but i aint ona ride.
SO many days that i wish that i could just hide,
But never was there a true fact that i denied.
Some people hide from the truth, as if its a fear.
Not something i understand i've never come near.
An ohnest tongue is a blessing, so the ohnest i respect,
The things that i say my actions will reflect.

