Reflective moment

constructed requiems discussing the subject from my compendium

I'm stressing with my penmanship guessing if i should end this ish

mind is shocked in stuck this writer's block it's like time has stopped

my brain is blank like no flames remain in the tank

a page that's filled with no words enraged I'm feeling so hurt

since rhyming is my whole life been grinding to slay the gold mic

to master the art of rap & given amateurs heart attacks

give cardiac arrest to every party track to cassette

to sharpen my vernacular sparking a micro massacre

raps the love of my life and she's becoming my wife

gave me focus i needed it hope when i seemed defeated

she regulates my mental state to separate the threads of hate

walk the positive path while i'll be jotting each rap

spitting knowledge for children to polish their thought pavilions

since wisdom a sacred gift the system makes us pay for it

just get an education success is from dedication