Telling my son

My dad said I should put pen to paper. Thinking what to write learning what’s in my my nature remember time from my bad behaviour.. numbed out scared running from my flavour .
Dark day dark nights you’d call miss behaviour but white fun came a dark miss behaviour numbed out scared doing drugs with strangers .. so high touching sky thoughts I was the creator free love free drugs how I lost my paper thing I had started getting thin like paper depressed so low the dark got stranger .. I hid low got high I became a stranger got thin black eyes ohh I’m now a stranger .. walking street I was a miss behaviour nutted out thought dim he I come the stranger .. please can someone tell me what I’ve done to my nature .. people in my life fading as I get even stranger oh go it’s happening there dark night fuck 
Here come danger 
Danger danger I’m a low beat stranger please god let me please find my mature I’m begging I’m praying I don’t like my stranger but what how can I change this nature . What happened to my high free live when I was my child creator I’m screaming I’m shouting please someone save this feared behaviour but I’m shouting louder god who’s going to save ya 
He answer as for a minute it went silent 
A voice a whisper he do you like this danger
I answer no I’m scared I’m lost please save ma 
I loook up he shining get up I’ll save ya 
I stand up shake off here I come to find my natural behaviour my child my kid the one who was my savour.. 
I stated small but my steps got larger I fight the dark shine light I think I’m hearing ya 
Up days down day a battle for my natural 
But I will fight I’m up right god together let’s beat this stranger 
I feel your pain lifting turn round I see that stranger he’s leaving I’m growing I’m there I’m good I’m not going back not that place thinking I’m all hood 
It’s been slow but getting better from time to time I still feel danger but god reminds me to turn round and see my stranger 
This rap is done but the story has not because if I does then it means evil has got 
Got what you ask my soul my fight but I always look up and say not tonight..
It’s 3years on as I’ve battled on three still dishing my natural but in my own way true so here’s if your ever down like me just know you can say bye to that guy too 
Peace out and recpoect one more challenge is getting out of this debt Know fucking listening and stop thinking your cool paste to Ai and see who the fuck is cool I’m the Mac I’m the man
I danced harder and the demons ran I fucked them up and yes I can swear because my creator know I don’t fucking care I’ve got my wings and you can too but please just listen because 

A rap in a rap and now I can’t stop I told you to write think what this dads going of the block he writing it’s frightening how quickly he’s doing raps mate I should listen instead I talk crap .. he has a point I’m pausing now I’m thinking I’m searching I scared what now .. 
but I pause I compose I remember my book I grab my pen and my little black N

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