I'm quick to hit the beach, forget the streets and Relax A Bit//
But everytime I stop the grime and rhyme, boredom Creeps Back Again//
Why does this keep happenin? the world we rappin in is So Tranquil//
Inner peace from enemies no leavin deceased or Broken Ankles//
This is my vacation spot where your brain could rot Like Vegetables//
I'm talkin bout veggin out and gettin down wit cats who ain't Right Next To You//
From spittin visions to leavin intermissions for Open Discussion//
To writin rhymes thats quite sublime and Know When To Bust Em//
This is where I break from reality, escape the formalities wit Deep Thought//
Don't get it twisted, I'm still gifted with this spot so Keep Off//

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