THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Mr. J]

Put it together so the reader reads happily.
Put a beat together just to keep the sanity.
Mixed feelings & hard scotch, I begin to nod off
Felt the set up before the enduring knock....
Knock...whose there? Reclined in my new chair.
Flow slick each drop a touch onto goose hair.
The same hand penning this, lay down facts g.
Catch the drift like you waving down a taxi...
Vomit in the backseat, the aroma of comatose.
As much out, as per in, went home to overdose.
Give the bed a motorboat, it's the best with ill flows.
I just let the rest follow before my head hits the....