Cypher (past self Letter)

Listen, Drops, you may feel its for nothing

You're on a learning curve, dreams mean to be something

So be the king with no bluffing hyperbole's end up busting

no rushing rising up craving for nothing trusting in something

you take quick assumption n function so sunken

its the realest disruption but this writers block is not up and cluttering

thoughts will leave you muttering nod if you grasp what im uttering

and that when you realize nothings the same along with time brings

change so aim ta flame the wit no tame in this take the risk spit

depict pictures of your rhyming equipment n commitment,

but let me state that you stray away but upon coming back

you realize this is where its at don't fall flat not just another rat

in the back of the pack bats clash relax don't just talk the smack

reword your raps take the scarps strap it in the gaps

perhaps even examine your craft make drafts that impact ta react

but interact don't just sit on your ass conjuring raps

im tipping the balance with pent up malice hacking at awe status

the echos of pondered thoughts stalk and if i cloud look in the future

i hope it wouldn't look like the past lye flying fast simple sutures n broken glass trying to get past the sadness the ass hats and the faggots

but must just rust so thus be us try not to fade to dust

so follow your destiny and leave the rest to me

phenomenal drops a letter from your history