Black skies
the stars shine bright when they pass me
My Flourescent mentality
Reality keep me justified
Adjusted my eyes to the sky above
Wishin upon a halo
I'm concentrated
Potential energy is manifested
I get nicer by the swift of a pen
Diggin deeper into this mind
Rewindin the clocks
Manually turnin back the hands of time
Back Before Nizzy was alive
Way before the fire burned and etched in my tounge
Dragons spit fire
My last written words'll get you numb
...Nizzy is my Venom...
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