Feed It Beans
I know, they know, you know I’m a lyrical poet
It’s not like I try to hide it, I show it
Proudly, screaming from the top down
And my words just won’t run out
Spitting and ripping most times without rhymes
And It ain’t no crime
The words I show are seeds that grow
To let others know that no matter where they go
You gotta trust yourself and be your own rock
You are of value, be sure not to give too many a fuck
Life becomes what it will, energy alive
Rife with heartache, lost love, and strife, yet you will thrive
Beauty is fostered in every glance
It’s in the strength to continue and fight for the chance
At vibrational rise, that subtle reprise
From the mundane bullshit of our everyday lives.
Hitchhiker 