Sober
• Written by RapConcept
I could spit 'a legit sick rhyme and skip time when I shift mind.
It's a gift divine.
Bless when I lift to prime.
Ultimate kiss, altered your hips.
Halted when the moment hits.
Hopeless then I'm over it.
Focus to closure.
Shit. I'm too sober to notice it.
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RapConcept
Member since April 4 2015