Inktober #17 - Breaking Back

So I am back...

But with no time to rap
I'm on the mats
I mean I'm on the ropes

Yeah I'm lying flat
Like I'm a patsy
Or like a ghost

I'm kinda crashed
Kinda wrought out
And decomposed

It's like ten minutes to midnight
Writing with dim eyes
Gotta get out this prose

Then I will fast
For like nine hours and a half
Until I'm woke

And like Spinal Tap
Get ready for ROCK again
And eggrolls

A hearty breakfast!
That's what awakes the dead most!
Clear my head and then get those
Fingers clamping the keys like LEGOS!

I got an ego to keep building!
Gotta keep going until the end
Of this fiendish month but I'm feeling like
More sleep will probably free my mind

And make for more dope stuff.
My brain and I. Just wait till you get to know us.
More in the morning - no rush!

I'm BACK yeaaah! But kinda... zzzzz