MR. I RAN OVER YOUR FEET

WE GOT LONG DAYS, ACCOMPLISHMENTS MEAN NOTHING-

YOUR LIFE IS NUMBERED, SICKLE CELL SET’S IN-

SWOLLEN EYELIDS SHUT CLOSED FROM BURNING TEARS-

I HUNT FOR SHADE TO COVER MY EXPOSED MIND-

CLOSED TO YOU,OPENED TO THE STREETS-

RYTHYM SYNCPATED HEART BEATS-

WE CONNECTED ALONG THE SAME STREET, I LOST MY EYE-

SIGHTS DIFFER FROM STREET TO STREET- SMILE FOR YOUR HEART HAS SETTLED

TIGHT HOLD,LOOSE SPIT LEADS TO WISE ROLLING WORDS….