Yo, u got to recognize my style, my way my flow, find another way out cuz u got to go what make you think u know, u can mess with this, or did u forget that I am fast and furious at those who judge, those who hate, don’t discriminate the lyrics I make and create to call my own I’m o so young but o so grown, don’t go from what I’ve said but what I’ve shown, the times of life all I have ever know, so if its big enough for u to see then its big enough for me, and I know you fear the ghost, you better stand up stand still, don’t forget how to speak cuz words can kill, and the lyrics I have are like bullets from a gun the more I have the you run this is what I have become with my trigger finger the type of my tongue
More reviews about the my poems- YO