I cant stop its controlling me
I think i was born for poetry
But now its over i must to smoke
I wanna be high when i awoke
Dont know if the spelling is right
But damn, words dont bite
Please give me strenght to stop
Take me from here, call a cop
I just love rhyming, its spellbinding
But my time its going, and going,
And it will never come back to me
So, rhymes, let me go free!