I hear a beat and I panic

The letters drip out automatic

My heart is beating so manic

Jibber jabber like static

This nigger stagger fantastic

My heart is giving a rattle

This body ready for battle

Riding without a saddle

Gritted teeth for the hassle

Tweaking like I’m without reason

Writing like I’m elder seasoned

Preaching like I’m pulpit deaconed

Walkin like I’m leadin, never with the followers

Stocked well with some beatings, so I’m comfortable with the harsher words

Harken to the bleeding on the walls from us litterateurs