A Random Poem About My Day In The Life Of My Mind 2.4 (C) 10-23-09 Poem by Zahir Kijani

Terrific swagger B-Boy status you love to see me slide in and curl
Tryna figure out a way to turn this ruin's solace on like diamond and pearl
I'm used to the sweet scent of victory left my flow's aroma behind
Sharpen my sword making sure I go into the battle refined
Acidic tongue when I spit you can see the mucus in the bars
No point in helpin punk niggas rise they'd be useless in the stars
A long way to climb in order to get the credit due to me
But I still got along way to go for people to get used to me
When I first started in my poetry it seemed I was allured
By the thought of how quickly I could just get an award
It didn't seem likely that I'd get one, I'm fast though
Fulfill my mission get what I need then jet son like Astro
See me break out slingin webs of truth to niggaz like a tasked spider
Surprised looks on niggaz faces like when Dex became the masked rider
Ran the trains into a dead end he felt he missed the track
But still left the city high like the group with the nigga from sister act
These rhymes just pop into my head
Never once have I planned em
This is the day in the life of my mind
But the rhymes are at random