Jig-Saw Poem by Willio Etienne

MY mind is like a jig-saw interlocking pieces of life, deep though, thorough and sharp, cutting edge I look pass the breathing I see the dead, I'm deadly with the lead, tell it pay back put the price on the devil head. my carbonation across the nation, my though are like morphine filled with gasoline burning with more dream, no capability I don't rely on my ability, you see the agility, I brake these laws down physically, I breeze through air wave no need to broad cast my brain is a tour pass...