Debonair renegade render my pen to my sleigh hand demonstrate I can contend with fate
I ain't content with face value intend to break rhymes and desecrate rhymers I tend to face
Ventilate soul with the scroll I'm kept awake
I feel whole with a broken mental state
Only control of the words I meant to say
Stay up and work most cats just slept today
Then they get swept away to their dismay
Walk a thin line see a lot of decay
Got a grim mind who would want it this way
Swim in a river of rigorous blades
Engage in a hustle call me dishonest abe
Walk a thin line see a lot of decay
Got a grim mind who would want it this way
Peace