*|Wood cutter|*

I been carving this piece
since the pen broke open
the ink said speak
and hence forth I've been for
but after the spoken
I've been spoken for
by my wordy heart
years before I was ever toking
years before the bayonets
before my kingdoms fallen out come
before I ever knew what it meant to truly love this art
even then
I wrote
I said things to see if I believed them when I heard them spoke
I met myself king and victim
fire works and sparks and the teeming of the doldrum
I covered ground yall cant find
I soaked out sounds smothered by the mines
I croaked like a frog and rose like the phoenix
emerged from the fog and dealt with my fiendings
submerged my hand in the shadows
felt the black sands grievance
put the pen to the page
to scrawl out the demons
let em say what they say
watch em die like the seasons
go out like our girl kate L
she lost her legs to the smoke
our boy R.A. got that lump in his dome
my man james brown scorched his hands for this house
my sis meg anne X number of years and she free from the sauce
my girl lil fayce smoked rock without knowing it
now she living on a farm and her beauty is smoldering
Quest FiRiel Poeta and Cryx
I'm going down to come back up
turn my kicks into gold from the bricks in the wall
from out in these sticks I can feel yall roar
and we in this for sure we play like a mix
cotton candy and gore
nix the kids these our tryx
we pissing pretty and getting ours
like pussy galore and james bond
but if I'm getting raw I'll wait for you Tilts
my hands is cupped for you whenever
we've destructed now let's build...