Sleeping Early Tonight

...bolder raps, randy berserker fits
All over the map, like that kid from Family Circus!

Crooning to adore, zooming layers deep into my lore, tunes of war
Breaking down doors, blaring baked, always wanting more,
Whenever I'm making such declarations of being "a bare naked troubadour"
That shit's not a reff. to riff off staking my core
But an inside glimpse of a secret door
I write more prose with no clothes
Shows the real me does peals of sprees,
Appeals to Epiphany as soon as I wake
Pirate rakes got no time to waste
Try to make each day the most I can take
Scoping rife, overdosing on life
Saturating every ounce of my senses
Cause as I repeatedly mention
I can't shake off my chest
The feeling I was sent back from my own death
Another chance with every breath
Is what drives the furnace in my breast.
Earnest to jest, detect bullshit and injustice, put it to rest, get blessed with Nature's purple best
And an unhurried "Yeeees.... Keep smelling my neck."
Animal expresses handle that express!
Escalation is only natural I guess.
Actually it all invests
Every action and sentence
Passion's extension
Gaps and pauses are passwords unmentioned
Which burns chance
So pirates turn around and learn to dance
Choose to switch in
New position
Yearn for a fresh stance
New to overstand
True by my heart and my hands.
Troubadors stake naked plans
Whenever we take a stand!