Chosen One

When I'm writin' I just seem to see the storm encroachin' Even whilst I'm in the fields sowin' I'm still able to see blight approachin' I'm tryna make the rhymes wavy Tryna make 'em savory like gravy Tryna make a rhythm and a verse, call me crazy Even if I end up in a hearse as the driver Or the one in the pall notwithstanding, I'm finna risk it all Nonetheless, I'll jump at risk of fall, yeah I'll jump at risk of fall (yeah, yeah) Nearly drowned but I'm okay Went to Triton with a bouquet Saw a bull and I said olé Then I went on my merry way Poems like a powder keg Like I'm living in the Balkans in 1914 Give me protein, give me something I just need to keep my sugar up A dimple ate my cup Observe the chalice from which I sup All the malice with which I put up Drink, drink, drink from the sink, sink, sink's What I do, get a clue Let me explain it to you I, dip my two hands in the water And bring them to mouth like a member of Gideon's army So even if things were to go so far south I just know all my senses are set to alarm me Lots of people want to make a lasting matrimony With their misery, they need advisory They're the kind of ones to put their mouths to the river Taking both eyes off the enemy I'm a chosen one Even whilst I'm drinking from the faucet, son I keep the rhymes spinning like a merry-go-round, man I'm so in love with writing that I merge it with sound and When I'm writin' (uh-huh) I just seem to see the storm encroachin' (alright) Even whilst I'm in the fields sowin' (ok) I'm still able to see blight approachin' (boom) I keep myself calm, I'm a monk from Tibet And if you must drain me then try your pipet I'm the ocean You will get wet, I'm an underdog Make a good bet Call me Galápagos, I am evolved See all the things in which I am involved Many a quandary conquered and solved Many a salt that I've gone and dissolved Gotta give the credit to above Gotta give my love to my kinfolk All the same folk Who did raise me when I was yolk And I also thank my kith Some were friendly, some were surly But I've always pushed on heartily Like Odysseus in myth (okay) Witness revolution like a Leonora Sansay I dispatch with opposition, you can call me sensei I dream all day then write all night An,d you will find, I bear such great respect for plight People all around haven't earned my trust Rather sit here and drown than give you my brush Spend my days down low, low, low And I won't give up either pen or flow I walk all around and see creatures crowned And I feel the ground beneath shake as they're given wreath