My Minds Diary by Ryshon Jones Lyrics

I'm the fucking book Basquiat never wrote recite my new shit he point out the quotes,paint u a story or tell u a picture imagination for religion this song is the is the scripture born with a vengeance my holy water was spiked...the soundtrack to my life and yours nigga.long live the genius,filling up with rage.. writting in this diary im fillling up the page open my minds diary...i burned every page..articulate my journey into words that will rhyme I got a text from me she said I hope it all works out, I said everything will be fine... pink floyd meets jason x in the flesh. these motherfuckers probly think that im possessed...i seee heaven in the eyes of death..with death. I rest my case wat im feelin now dont match the smile thats on my face a darkside. I can't confess..i send a ode to the old im fighting with the past I send a ode to the old im feeling detached..my dream is a drug everynight I relapse,i got a reason to flow to flow if I sold my soul it would be reasonable manifesting destiny holding,on to memories.positive thinking. my doubtin tendencies I need a clear mind reaching my deadline had a shit list full of names but I cleared mind...the elephant in the room it feel like a elephant on my back while im tryna run a lap. imagine that..i learned pivotal lessons on how to free myself from my own oppression. de ja vu trying to redo its first impression..is time really real I ask myself that question,my rap boook use to be my bible..these days im getting let down by my idols the best things in the worst disguises too my worst nightmare is my dreams not coming true..