Rhyme Or Reason!

Rest off to the peace with damage, no apology

Best off from the streets with the haemorrhage psychology

With the devil's methamphetamine like Satanic debauchery

Ring the bell-like we relishing the divine mockery

Like soften me with autonomy, not rotten with monotony

With hands under chains, the freedom just got to me

But I ain't wailing with the spirits, just sailing with the lyrics

Or getting railed with that stale rusted iron train hysterics

The game ain't slow, just polishing the spherics

But this beef got no dough like meaningless sheriffs Might just get outside your door with a 4-4

Drive-by shooting, let it blow, get it on a go-pro

Go solo with the motto to kill them all like a hobo

In a snowplough going loco screaming YOLO, oh no!

The masses be too scared cause the author be too versatile

The lashes be too bared but the end point's irreversible

Nothing but an anomaly, dissecting the anatomy

Up and above, nobody challenging my astronomy

From the menace to the nemesis, radiating the feminist

I invented this like the genesis being the most intricate lyricist

On the face of Earth spreading panic and then deading it

But in all this jest, this is just polishing my craft

Inspired maybe expired the will of the draft

Yet nevertheless, colour code this straff

And the rhyme scheme will go on up to the stars.

By: Arman Yusuf