Book of Me

Book of Me

I write a book of songs

But I’m writing a song

Wordy too early in the morning

How about shut up and let your words walk

Pearls of a hit all I have to do is

Let my words breathe and reflect me

Instead of stepping on my creativity

Allow thoughts to step in between

I write a book of songs but all I need is

Something concise and real pretty

Now we’re on Jimmy Kimmel hope I don’t

Fuck up on live Tv , but I can fake it real good

So now I’m in the pressure cooker ,I have to

Come up with our next hit but I’m semi steady

Have lyrics out the ass , but the key is putting
The musical puzzle together and putting the crowd on fire

I am a poet it is just right now no one knows it

I’m a book of songs that no one knows until

They know Me