~MY PEN~
Copyright © Y.A.G. 2008
Contemplating, what I should write about
It is a must, that I get some lyrical art out
My style is too expressive for a 9 to 5
But I need quality barter to eat and stay alive
My pen has become like a sword to me
I'll use it as my weapon to slay poverty
As my pen penetrates the brains
of the ones that felt what I wrote
I hope that the drips from their blood
will be the antidote
For this bitter-sweet poison
that has been injected into my soul
For this gift perceived as a curse
that keeps me off the payroll
Is it a crime to follow your heart's desire?
If it is then my pen will aspire
To fight my accusers
to the bitter end
To wage war against those
that do not comprehend
That life has a purpose
that should be sought out and found
and the seekers of it should not be downed
or considered underground
My mighty pen will protect me on this battlefield
Like a true souljah that does not yield
It will never retreat not surrender
Be by my side at all times
my right-hand defender
My pen will jab and slice the jaws
of the ones that corrupt truth with flaws
It will defend the honor of poor righteous outlaws