My flow is full of thorns, call it guns and roses, I am the sun I am full of christic focus, I am vivid, and starting to be notice, I part the waves of the sea, like I was thutmoses, if my dreams coming closer, I must be at my closest, I got the game broken from hypnosis, I am a gnostic, I am full of intellectual logic, and Real spiritual knowledge, I am a prophet, I love when a wombman sip my wisdom as if she was an alcoholic, Beverage, I am the balance better yet I am the leverage, I know where I'm headed, where my Rasta at get ready to dread it, screw these bombaclots, bomb a cop if I ever drop, for they probably the reason why I died so open their eyes and let em know tupakka live
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Poetrythis is a real life poem I was inspired to write to release old pent up thoughts Hope ya like it
