Climate of rap

Know that even if my heart ain't with a beat

arrhythmia rapper gonna bring the heat

 

I'm slept on like hobo's on a sinners seat

These dogs act pussy when it comes to getting treats

 

Don't push me, you don't want me to start

Poems deep you'll suffer from a bleeding heart

 

Deep thoughts shining dark reaches parts that cold as hell,

empty out my heart like I got a soul to sell

 

I know others blowhards, here hold the sail

Smother all bogards, that where told to fail

 

What matters is the matter of your matter

flow so mad madder than the mad hatter

 

glow shatter, your brain matter, battered

but rather have reign then the ladder

 

Oh golden climate still? Or a frozen climate chill Mind chose the real

I climb the hill you declined to build, How was i designed to feel?