keep the spirit

Soon as I, pick up my pen, I begin my flow,

Damn I feel more like great Nile river flow,

I am making this place all wet outa my flow
I close my eyes then write rhymes let it flow

I was once in a mission to keep CDs flow

Well, I am still here trying to fill net
I do my crime with baking soda, with no stench
Pull out ideas in the form of rhyme

I said before this was rhyme and reason, no question

I am in a 254 state of mind, you dig!

Just because I rock, don’t mean I’m made of stone

Sometime I wish the day had 40 hours on it

I’d still be young and hustling, not worrying

We say age is a number, but for real its checking in

I can run around as I used to, things have changed
one thing I know I got wiser and better like kept wine.

Yeah I am father and for sure I love that,

My son’s grown almost telling how ghetto he is

I will remind him how I was ghetto and raised him not to be

I don’t ever want to MIA to him, be there and have fun

For sure he was transmitted and in him I find true revelation

Thank God for that…….