King's Pen

Story be told, this is the real

Selling off souls, I shut down the deals

We all gotta hold each other forreal

The world is so cold it's destined to kill

feel a cold breeze in the summer now

God's spirit when he's coming down

When I write it's like his lightning strikes

Through all my veins to take the demons out

This is my let go this is my reliever

Point is achievin not over-achievin

You look like an air head not grabbin and seekin

The opportunities are rhyme within reason