I stay alive for a living, every morning my eyes open is Thanksgiving, when I go to sleep I’m fighting to beat the night, if my conscious mind comes back I got another chance to make it write, I got another chance to make these words flow, I got another chance to come up with a combination and syllable count to make your mind blow, I’m out here creating literary gymnastics, look back at my catalog I spit that super fantastic, that get back break up, I hate you make up, a womanizers wake up, trying to teach these kids how to get that cake up, I been nice I just been keeping it a secret, everything I right is between me and you and that’s how I want to keep it