Ms. Tyranny

I'm a guy that's flying high on another plane
Rolling on cerebral streets in the fastest lane
My brain's spewing things a hunnid miles per hour
Racing thoughts are being caught before going sour

Doesn't matter the hour; I've been losing sleep
Insomnia trying to devour; she's stealing sheep
So I creep on the D.L. to evade her all seeing eyes
Catches me everytime and loves saying "surprise!"

"Dry yo' eyes. Don't cry. Ain't no rest for the weary."
"Clearly you didn't hear me when your eyes were all teary."
"My name's Ms. Tyranny & I'm known to be cruel."
"What you're going through can be used as a tool."

So I said cool, but you know that I'm ready to retire
Held on longer, became stronger & now I inspire
My former desire to expire no longer dwells inside
I've buckled up & an armored truck is my new ride

The skies the limit & I'm vehement about exceeding it
Traveling galaxies, debunking fallacies before being hit
Creating writs as I see fit as I pick passengers up too
Enjoy the ride, avoid rough tides & enjoy the scenic views