Smoke Rings

Lost in the wilderness, back from the pilgrimage Fulfilled by the trill still sick don’t a pill exist To fix how I feel ain't a doc that can fill the 'script Speak for I don’t need a ventriloquist Work reveals diligence, words reveal real intent Can’t kill the spirit won’t kneel before ignorance Just want to heal, that appeal to the militant? Conceal cold steel, blood spilled for the innocent Hang by the filament, against these casts of characters Assassinate the booth, John Wilkes blast derringers Laughing at my barriers amidst the mass hysteria There’s plenty parasites that bite, pass along malaria Fair enough, but that ain't who it’s written for Suckers dissing from a distance wishing' they would visit more Porch politician from east Memphis to Pigeon Forge Had a good day but my mama still fixing pork Raw, spit something, Hacksaw Jim Duggan Crack jaws, snap bras, slap box, push buttons Smack yall with padlocks, yall ball on a budget Beamer, Benz, Bentley? We Regal, Caddy, Cutlass Reconstruction, what's a goblin to a godsend Drink from a goblet, Hennessey droplets Speak turf Tagalog, how I’m not the top ten Head in the air like and ostrich we not friends And no I’m not recruiting, can't trust a soul in the world That’s why I act exclusive I’m not an honor student, but promise that I’m not stupid Fools will ask "how mama doing" Then put you in trauma unit That llama shooting, get in that way I’m in the Bat cave spitting pen and pad ye Still one of a kind I’m invented that way Bite my style have your mouth looking like Trinidad James