. . .

I wanna be the illest
Give me a pen and I'll show you my seriousness
A flame ignites when i let the ink go
I don't let go
I see nothing but these black letters
Featherweights couldn't fuck wit my potential
Foreworded sentences don't exist
Freestylin is all I know
Verbally. .
Not the least
Peace only exist to me
when I eagerly need to release
Lost words puncture me