Abercrombie & Rick pt. 1

Age of the Zombies.In Abercrombie & Fitch and a blunt in one palm,Weak spirits in the other on a floor I'm mopping.With a faith unseen nowadays while I graze every scene with a beat!I make with a teething mouth while boxing…Against myself with a pen and pad I crease.By the swipes of my pain across... Continue Reading →

High Skiez

Moments like these, I smile wide. Drinking up a few cans while I spew rhymes. I am not ashamed of the struggle I've been given in my life. See, I just make a beat inside of my mind, And just write against my demons line for line. Pound for pound, While I'm boxed in with... Continue Reading →

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