BROKEN PENCIL by Wise Conscious

I got big ole potential  
So I pick up that pencil  
Sketch out my art with no stencil  
It's always a party on my Avenue  
Skanks and Twerkers in Daisy dukes
Loud mufflers and loud music  
I was born with a gift so I use it  
Pick up the mic and flow
Verses I never get in front of a crowd
And get nervous  
I express myself this way on purpose  
If the energy ain't right then  
I'm rebuking curses I rather be  
Judged by 12 than carried by  
6 to hearses  
In almost all my rhymes I try  
To curse less  
I wear my words like bullet proof vest  
The lyrics blast off my lips like cannon balls that sink ships  
And some ask where did y'all  
Find her at?  
Somewhere on the internet  
My alias is Antoinette  
I once had a orange Corvette I  don't puff cigarettes  
But I do smoke tracks  
And pop the plastic off of  
Number 2 packs  
Writers cramp is what made me  
I will achieve success if stay  
But my pencil is shortening  
My mind is sharpening  
My pad is shifting  
The universe is lifting  
It's powerful  
Can you feel it  
Do you even notice me?  
                Sometimes I spit rap  
Sometimes I spit poetry  
I'm very unpredictable  
Because sometimes I snaaaap!  
Oops there goes another pencil!!!
Written by Pimp2ThaFuture04 (Wise Conscious)
Published | Edited 10th Jun 2020
Author's Note
Freeing the mind to let my mind form free!
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