walk this world no fear
words like diarrhea
can't keep 'em inside
every one should
pick their poison
while choosing
their weapons
coz it's getting heavy
like blood on tampons
got a menace mind
my bois in the hood
facing reality
some facing time
consequences
possibilities
it ain't hot
if the burns
not 3 degrees
still a watched
pot don't boil
fast enough
to steep
some leaf's
steam rises
people think
blowing steam
is a fire
RUN
IT'S A FIRE
no bother
too busy
sipping tea