Floral
Yuh, I'm just a motha fucking rose
I'm just a motha fucking rose
Mind loose, when it comes to writing poetry
Conquer my inner thoughts, my soul glowing infinity
Synonyms are similar to my similes
The symmetry of sound, speaking inner soliloquies
Meditation, conversation with constellations
Contemplating life, breaking through the equation
Heart steady racing, to the lines inside my pages
If life is what we make it, my time was never wasted
Will I ever get my seconds back?
While I pick through, the pieces of the aftermath
Shattered past, holding the fractal glass within
Scratch me on the surface, but it's deeper than my skin
Infinite folds, lay upon my origami soul
The image it holds, reflects the perception of ones growth
When the fire within became cold
I spark my imagination, and watch as the flame glows
Yuh, I'm just a motha fucking rose
I'm just a motha fucking rose
Now, I'm picking apart the elements
Flow so venomous, melting they skin to skeleton
Claiming they got soul, I don't see the evidence
Relevant to my life, most people lacking intelligence
That's a definite, open your mind and question it
Spitting some food for thought, but I'm starting to think it's medicine
Even the veterans, saying that I am better than
Most of the angels, claiming that they were heaven sent
I represent the soul
Kicking some cold facts, Sub-Zero wit a low jab
Finish them, printed inside my vocab
Battling my scribbles, fatalities in my note pad
Soul clash, from my mind and my spirit
Pen hits the pad, my lips hitting the spliff again
Mad Hatter scribbling, tales from a forbidden land
Hidden like a disguise, this rose arose to grow again
Yuh, I'm just a motha fucking rose
I'm just a motha fucking rose
Yuh, I'm just a motha fucking rose
I'm just a motha fucking rose
Mind loose, when it comes to writing poetry
Conquer my inner thoughts, my soul glowing infinity
Synonyms are similar to my similes
The symmetry of sound, speaking inner soliloquies
Meditation, conversation with constellations
Contemplating life, breaking through the equation
Heart steady racing, to the lines inside my pages
If life is what we make it, my time was never wasted
Will I ever get my seconds back?
While I pick through, the pieces of the aftermath
Shattered past, holding the fractal glass within
Scratch me on the surface, but it's deeper than my skin
Infinite folds, lay upon my origami soul
The image it holds, reflects the perception of ones growth
When the fire within became cold
I spark my imagination, and watch as the flame glows
Yuh, I'm just a motha fucking rose
I'm just a motha fucking rose
Now, I'm picking apart the elements
Flow so venomous, melting they skin to skeleton
Claiming they got soul, I don't see the evidence
Relevant to my life, most people lacking intelligence
That's a definite, open your mind and question it
Spitting some food for thought, but I'm starting to think it's medicine
Even the veterans, saying that I am better than
Most of the angels, claiming that they were heaven sent
I represent the soul
Kicking some cold facts, Sub-Zero wit a low jab
Finish them, printed inside my vocab
Battling my scribbles, fatalities in my note pad
Soul clash, from my mind and my spirit
Pen hits the pad, my lips hitting the spliff again
Mad Hatter scribbling, tales from a forbidden land
Hidden like a disguise, this rose arose to grow again
Yuh, I'm just a motha fucking rose
I'm just a motha fucking rose
Yuh, I'm just a motha fucking rose
Credits
Writer(s): Jarrett Unverzagt
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