I Am...

I Am
I Am

I know that I am a leader in the pack
A young cat, a sprung trap, of 21 laps
around the sun, jack, of all trades
but a master of none, lacks, respect
to some thats, age is of the next
or previous generational sect, drinks
and indulges, smokes basics, thinks
about indulgin, in places of, pink
tight and wet, sweet words, a treat for
a woman's g nerves, solid meat
lean body, tall form, and a mattress retreat
nobody can match up with me...

I Am... what I know and can be nothin different
I Am... who I am only experience can differ and
I Am... where I am, can't make age come quicker x4

But I can, with 2 hands, beat you mans
try to bring me down, but what you plans
to do damn, can't hold me down, I get back up
a man's strut, loco, crazy, contest? you man nuff?
the streets as a kid, man I'm mad tuff
face me, sad stuff, erase me, I stand tuff
as a belief, a cult with many disciples
a lyrical rifle, you buy the cd, guns smokin like feivel
arrival of rivals makes me go tribal
bible, in the pocket by my heart for protection
let god stop the bullets if they come in my direction.
ain't playin, give my fullest to situations within my discretion