...::Haste Thoughts::...
 

*I'm on some fucked up shit.. More than gay pornstars*

I resort to violence and retort with silence to them
This isn't spit no more i've ripped coards now I flem
Hard to condemn your bad habits n make changes
Now you've got to bare to relate to the strangest
..I have my problems but i'm not going to tell you all
I am close to it though the way my emtion sprawls
My devotion enthrawls to give you all what you want
To stop the front? Nah it's so you can pry in my life
To describe my sights.. Then my speech is impolite
Get into a fight.. Maybe thats b'cos I want to perish
But while i'm in this mood my strength is cherrished
By myself..

Fuck bymyself.. The message soon becomes to not be voiced without rhymes.. You just shout it because of haste.. So now my thoughts are inflames on me..Cuz there visibly rash.. The rhymes are forgotten and the rawness is shown via actions or verbal jibberish.. Word