Alright look.... Bleeding Clouds//


I look, to my calender to count the days and years,
I'm shook hearin others callin her beyond my worst fears,
Belch and remember I jus downed about twelve beers,
And realizing I just drank my only friend I feel kinda quer,
Its easy to be emotionless unless we see that clouds have tears,
Inadimate objects pain causes rain to wash away our mistakes,
And when its cold and full of hate it seems to drop snowflakes,
This isnt a rap about a cloud its the truth about personal divinity,
Positive or negative energy and all clouds can cry untill infinity,
Like I rember back in ninety three, and my uncle passed from HIV,
The only man to raise or praise me from a baby, gone instantly,
Personally causing the family clouds to scream that it cant be,
When your lied to about the disease, and learn when sixteen,
I deemed these events making a cumulious seem really mean,
And if you need a clue to this the cloud is a picture of me,

I've seen every cloud cry and realize its just how rain happens,
Lacerating a funnel cloud can Send even the hardest packin,
But when a cloud is bleeding inside, he turnes it into fuel for Rappin/

T-

Whatever the fuck, is an omen to my uncle, I wrote 4 different bars as in a poem for him.....
And I know I cant win cause mad man used Tu-Pac....
Let the voting agianst me begin