THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Mr. J]

An addict stammered at the thought of re up.
Formed an allegiance, backed it like it was Jesus.
The second coming that happened each time.
Play along with the idea even if it doesn't seem right.
Give the green light to carry throughout the lane
Pedestrian status, check how it's about to change
You sit in for fast food while I just drive thru.
Pull off what you wish for, drive go head and strive dude.
Survival is based off skill and some quick wit.
But it's gotta make sense don't be a dipshit.
Peep my attitude and try to capture the frame
Spark up conversation like you after my name.
Catch a simplistic outcome, fanfare, pound drums.
Catch this high, a bowl feels like smoking an ounce up.
I narrate nonsense and spin tales without a problem
Show my doubt, play possum, then bounce like Autumn.
Buddy I get my fall on.
Hootie hoo I get my howl on.