THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Mitch]

I'm a cynic but at least i know the difference between living a gimmick
and really living this spitting, i spit with persistence, conviction
Realistic of distant, i pick it, its sick weather or not i settle with plots
or just babble and unravel the box you're trapped in with thoughts
that lack conception of your past when wrestling with the mask of oppression
before collapsing unquestioned, the more you sat, the less you attracted progression
your actions remembered, but how you had come to the conclusion of doing is rendered ineffable, everything you've ever known since letting go was a wretched hole,
where your self had sold your soul for wealth in gold, either smelted ore, or mental coal.