Peanuts

Where there is no vision, there is no hope.
I'm George W. Carver like a bar of soap.
Cleaning up your mind, body, and soul.
So you can be free and you can feel whole.
My words are like a script of Charlie Brown.
Going deep, got yo memory to drown.
Back in the future, Michael J. Fox.
Laying down with holes in my socks.
My pen is planting seeds. Metaphors sprout.
Into a tree watch it branch out.
I'm feeling so cool throwing no shade.
Money doesn't grow on trees, I'm tryna get paid.
Fresh like boiled peanuts packed with flavor.
I can't be inactive like a screensaver.
Tired of making peanuts, I need more.
Without a goal, it's difficult to score.