I feel like my writing skills have turned to rust,
So I'mma just try getting back,
Added with a little love and lust,
Though I might sound wack,
I've been gone for some good time,
But I also feel like it's affect my style of rhyme,
So I'll come right back,
And make sure it's a fire of a comeback,
This may not be poetry but these are my lyrics,
Flowing through your mind like a gimmick,
I try to say some shit from the heart,
Apparently, that's what they call art,
So I'mma say what I wanna say,
In the forms of lines and rhymes,
I think I found my muse,
So I'll try to make the best of use,
So that my words reach your heart,
Sometimes they maybe calm and soothing,
Sometimes sharp like a dart,
But most importantly, they'll come from a true thing.
