Wookie Cookies

I always keep a bountiful passion
Even when I feel my chest throbbin
Even through all the doubtful reactions
& fake head noddin
It's no stress
Don't hold your breath
Just know I see you
& wouldn't wanna be
You know the rest
It's got a hold of me through the soul
With a crisp knot
I don't know if it's poetry
I don't know if it's hip hop
I just know it kept the will alive
When life turned the tables on it
So I realized
I don't have to put a fuckin label on it
LUTZ not sorry for the wait
But thankful you're waitin on it
I walk my cave at night locked in
Deciding on new tracks to bury
Wit a concoction of awful toxins
In my capillaries
Wookie Cookies in my ashtray
Laughin while they overlook me
These are the last days
I'm beyond nice
Somethin you've never seen before
Takin rhyme advice from Sean Price
Through a Ouija Board



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Lutz
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