Rhymez (A Capella)

Everything rhymes with somethin' But some things don't Here we go If I had a rhyme and a dime For every time I'd fine the right line I'd take my mind back to the sky Maybe the sight from a birds eye Could help me fly, I'm so high I had freestyle Felt like the album seeked style It wasn't a cheap pile But it was definitely a steep mile 'Cause the sheets filed were neat I hold the last three rhymes from this elite pie-hole I even think I peaked I hope But allow me to explain how I break shit down I start with a vowel, try to find syllables and the right sound Then I type that shit out Makin' sure it sounds great Sometimes I layer that shit Finally get to eat my own cake But it's hard to explain I'll call Bailey and tell him-her that he-she is all safe 'Cause they have a homie, a brother, someone to stand by When I give feedback, I chase it with rhymes If it's the only way I can speak clearly without hearin' the beat, that's fine But Bailey, you're Always Strong, I'm sorry for bein' the reason why But if you're happier this way, I'll stay out of it okay? Just wanna say thanks for bein' my brother, it was okay I always dreamed of one, then I got messed up and sent away And now the switch up, because I was mixed up I wish you would've told me I'm just tryin' to learn what decision you made, but I respectfully don't see I'd never just a book before readin' the summary I just don't know anything about LGBT, I'm sorry But I'm grown now, and so are you It's fine if we part ways Just love my father He's a good guy, just off base He needs to find his way back, hit a grand slam, win a thought race Support him, 'cause he would gladly support you on your off days It's like you were his dawg, dang I guess the stars shine brighter He can watch his sunset as he walks away We've just been lost and I'm the only fault line waitin' to quake I wish y'all the best All love mates I'm Always Strong The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma