THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Bodey]

So I’m a tiger, no, a lioness, spittin fire from the finest. You’re a liar with the kindness that I just can’t figure out. I can take the beat and slay it and act like I’m not decayin over shit that’s got me stayin up the latest in my house. Ima grouch, always walkin with a slouch lookin down. Never figured out what the fuck that was about. But right now, I’m lookin up, straight to your face and in your eyes. Shattered plates of uncooked steaks sprawling out into lanais. You have no faith with so much hate, why the fuck you hatin mine. You take away from every state that you travel as you drive. Take into store the scorn that roars a gorge’s echos in a storm. I’m outta place. I don’t adore the norm so take a snort of chloroform and let me know how good it tastes