There word cut
why
There mouth in my verse
they don't belong in
No I don't care
you and your girl
need a smooth as pad
to get your world in
I express
what I need to get out
So I let this shit go
an it goes where it go
So don't throw
stones at my flow
groove off my
car ridin
all over it and
thrilling
to the max if I can even do that
like a cherry on a sundae
I am the best at this on top
of my game
So this not plain
flow with me
and see past the blends
of game
To the core
of the letters
in my flower
blown at. all
Who really
see me as a lyric poem
Cause others don't know
My skills have been flowing
for years
It just never got picked up.
© Lash