Look at that....a wild Pokemon
 

Staring at stained glass steady tryna get my mind right
keep them dimes like...the barber getting my lines right
I shine bright but play hard to get cause Im hard to get
riding down the lane bitches mad cause my offense hard to strip
bored, thats how I often get when yall talking that awkward shit
find me wherever karma is literally emitting my awesomeness
dudes lack common sense to the point I introduce them to Thomas Paine
hometown refs calling game, when you down its up to yall to hate
I roll with mediocrity in my veins, write philosophies in flame
waiting for God to peep the babble then try to topple me again


but word....sup yall

It flowed well. It came off as very stream of conscious, which is cool. But I've read wittier things from you.

Keep doing.

Cimm.

Keep writing bro.. Seemed like a warm up.