You know what sucks, is being:  GROUNDED

Wow...what a day! We woke up early dis morning and went to Summerland (it's a waterpark in Tokyo) pretty cool... then afterwards we went to a barbeque at someones house! Man Imma gonna miss it here... I'll be coming home on monday the 28th-- that day right there is a special day cuz I'm comin' home mai sista clojoe is coming home and the whole cornerstone mexico missions group and it's mai girls Alex's b-day...anyhoo imma go to bed, but before I do let me spit this rhyme I wrote today...

BAM, WHAM/ Gotcha excited bout them verses that you be spitten curses at the next guy/ wit dem beat up converses/ Purses please/ I be hardcore ready for the lightest thing/ including them sneaky sneezes That lingers when my lines/  seem to attack ya like some bee stingers/ Fingers be graspin' and I be passin' like my lyrics got mad passion/ Fasten your seat belts before them metals be melting/ cuz my heat be beatin' them wheels straight off of them sleet streets/ Air fleets be creakin' like feet in a cheep track meet/ SCREECH...

Beepin' it's way right off of them bleachers/ I leave you with expressions so tight/ I can see your facial features/ Watch out for them creatures that lurk in the dark/ thinking your brain is some torture park/ Got sparks that be illuminating/ like how you look waiting for God to answer the prayers you been debating and anticipating/ Don't be complaining when it be raining/ the pain you containing...

Stoppin' your flow so close you feel my mighty blow/ It's like an art show/ can't tow these colors that streak these papers/ representin' the talent of it's original maker/ Taper them sketches like you be fetchin'/ betcha can't shout these phrases/ but I be shoutin' praises/ To the one who sent His son to redeem all dem nations...