I gave a piece of my life. See here’s a minute in the day yo

I found a poet in a women w/ stiletto’s
See the drop on a petal
Or a man filled w/ metal, from a war unsettled
See a child in the ghetto
But that parent can’t let go, is it fair is it better
Should I read another letter, should I write another memo
In the back of this limo, tryin’ to strike at the center
Of this life that I entered
As the right kind of mentor I can make your life better
I can find you that answer
Dance so I can find you that answer
And now you see from the core of my soul with just a touch of this tone just to rock in your home (repeat)

CH 2x: I’m a super fly flyer, fly’s up beside ya
Fast w/ the feet for fact, flash and fire
I’m a super fly flyer fly’s up beside ya
Laps with the laugh and last lad to tire


Well I’m a die high freak fly all night rider
Eyes tight no I can’t come inside
I stay dirt, all dirt
No water, no shirt
I’ll flirt and touch
Silverback, draggin knucks
Anything gonna gimmee rush
Throwin’ u up unda bus, bus driva
When I jump sky diver, free fall all day
Type A spider, MAN man
Who u think u be, I one of many,
I drank too much but it feel so good, I thirsted 20/20
Been up new thirst, gotta go real quick
baby try to find me, sideways, no sway
straight lace swagger minded
up all night full of fight got blind-ed
by scientific diction spitten fiction space mad libben
Pipe hittin’ rhythms, digital rhythms
Bedridden rhythms, written folded and scribbled on
I said it’s up to u to choose which piece of life u be shifting on
I said it’s up to u to choose which piece of life u be livin’ on

CH 2x:

So here's a minute in the day of
Wake up still buzzin off jameson
Alarm clock screamin
Cell phone ringing
creditors callin
Why I'm weeded?

Now take this piece of my life
I aint got no money and
I got no time
So my loves what I write
& hustlins where my times spent
99 problems
Like cops askin concent

This is real no script
Like bullets blazin outta barrels
Hollow tips rippin skin
And what u want
u can get up in a heart beat
Fragmented pieces painting pictures of the city streets

SUPAFLY….now I’m a super fly fly

From a pauper to a prince if it fits I feel it