About Rap

Rap is one of the greatest art forms

Poetry, spoken word,

Feelings where the heart’s born

Nas, Tupac, Biggie, Big Pun

Artist after artist

Lyrical monsters, sons of a gun

Flashy and Blinging

all on the radio

Some of them singing

Rap is here to stay

Art with power

Art that’s got things to say

I admire it so

Poetry in motion

Good for the soul

Free At Last

I won’t believe there is something wrong with me

I’m running free, flying fast, driving recklessly

From a cage that wants to contain me

born to live a life so wild and so free

it scares the chained and the weak

You’re stuck in your cubicle mindset

I’m the open book

You cannot stop yourself from admitting

That you desperately want to escape too

From a place that wasn’t made for you


I’m a god killer, Titan

I’m a demon slayer, warrior princess

You really don’t want to be on the opposite end of gun or sword

Cuz if you think I ain’t carrying both then you dumb

I’m dangerous

But humble none the less

so good it’s bad

in me is a fight that will never rest

my worst side is dueling my best

A constant test

So don’t give me your stress

I give, I give but what do I get

Not much

But I haven’t given up yet

So i ask nicely

To give me some respect

Last Shot

What’s poor decisions

Doubting me

When you should know this pussy flows

Like a fountain

I keep it in tight and

Kill a nigga, no fighting

I blink my eyes and

he gone like a mountain


I’m bowling these niggas over

Happen to see me counting

I’m just counting down my clock

so i know exactly when to take my shot

wet wet

Like a croc

Baggy pants on because I hold my locks


Shorty carrying more than just a Glock

On safety, off safety,

Will she or will she not

Cross the line

And it won’t even be a thought

One Me!

They continue to try

To kill my stride

I fall they laugh

I dust myself off

And then I rise

I’m so used to being down

so it no longer gives me a fright

You so scared to lose

That’s why you so ready to fight

But I don’t even want to see you


I’m simply following my purpose in life

That’s all

What can I say

It’s unfortunate that there can only be

One me, am I right?

Stop trying to steal my spotlight

Maybe then you find you own way

Through the night

And you would no longer be

Jealous of my light

Let Me Be

It’s unfair to me that you refuse to release me from this prison

I mean you left me alone, so I thought it would be right that I could be my own person

Stop trying to tell me what to do and how to act

You’re acting like a spoiled princess, a little kid, a giant brat

I don’t want to play this game with you no more, the catch and release

I wanna do bigger and better things like car payments, business moves, signing a new lease

So if you’re not down then just let me be free

Selfish, to hold me hostage till you’re ready to be with me

I deserve the love I give in return

Not a mess of worry and concern

You moved on or so it seems

I’m only asking for the same thing

My Life is Art

Blank white space

On a brand new canvas

I’m the artist and here’s my mural

Fresh green paint

I’m still holding so much pain

Letting it go

With each brush stroke

Fresh red paint

Passion spilling out of me

Splattered on the canvas

Fresh blue paint

Coming down from my high

You still get the best of me every time

Fresh black paint

Not this time

I closed my eyes

memories I learned to hide

Fresh yellow paint

I’m opening up again

Smile plastered on my face

Sun shining in my painted sky

stand back now

Look at my art

I believe I’ve done a good job

Wait till you see the work

The work that I’ve done

You may even want me to

Paint you one