It's flowing through my veins
With my pen I take aim at whatever
I choose to target , I never miss
I'm a marksman
My mind is on fire , I can't keep these thoughts cooped up inside
I almost burned down the house
Like an arsonist
I'm an artist my mind is always drawing pictures to reflect my vision
I don't expect everyone to see the beauty in it
Just having a faithful few is enough to fuel me