Open Run Sessions

Reciprocal

I take the inverse of bars and create poetry

Then you'll see how we're related

Exe'd out factors to show you how it's so simple

These mutual butterflies are shared, felt, and shown on both sides

I'm consisting of greatness and functioning as a return in kind

I'm a revolutionary ratifying the sport of writing

Scientifically concocting something you can hypothesize 

Come with me 

You will see 

A poetic militia based off of your imagination

The game is constantly evolving

Start celebrating

Moonwalking with kings because these paupers acknowledged the emperor

No more being kind or humble

It's time to turn up the ante

I'm ready to unleash hell and mash out with the posse

My time is winding up

Before it comes to an abrupt halt

I'm going out with a nuclear missile

Decimating, destroying, dominating, and decisively ending the careers

Of every poet who dares to takes shots at me

You know who the king is

No one was using great in their name 

Until I did

Alexander knew the vibes 

I exploited their mythologies

Didn't need the academy for Socrates and Plato to be proud of me

Inherited blessings from God, that's why my legacy will rule the earth

I got bars brewing bloodily 

Canonically study my pen

The way my mind works

This Kazuya will Jin 

Technical knockouts, then in line to steal their dinero

Pulling strings and bringing order back to life like Geppetto

Masterfully splinting shifting shaping stepping solemnly on verbal mechanics

Alliterating illiterates with entendres flying yet again

I said this is volume one and these poems feel like rap songs

I should've went to the basket

Now see why it's open run

This session was just for me 

To show the potency of my poetry

And the dichotomy of my storytelling

The Killa Kid is spinning the block with a new regime 

I pray Baby Blue and narrator are proud of me

I'm that crack in your back that'll make you stand straight

Ascended to the top of spoken word, seated in first place

You're in pole position

But there's no catching

Arms crossed ready to scream Yi'bambe

Knowing this lord is ultra goated

Over 3000 syllables in this project