Now I see I’m built for this
Found my wisdom In my bliss
Times were hard now I’m smart
Hope I end up on the list
The drive It gives I can’t complain
Lord forgives I’m In my lane
Now I’m sane not Insane
Mental strength Is what I train
All I know Is I can’t quit
Even though my rhyme Is lit
When I spit It’s a hit
Grab a chair & take a sit
I’ll admit I’ll commit
To my grind until I’m fit
In a bit I’ll do my split
Haychie’s better Viper’s shit
The battle Is within yourself
Not the battle with an elf
Highs & lows no one knows
Overcame It by myself
Look It shows see my nose
Staying active with my pose
Feeling goes & It slows
Up & down from head to toes
Building up my confidence
Even through experience
Call It lucky I’m not Bucky
Winter Soldier’s my defence
Giving up ain’t what I do
But they did yeah It’s true
But I knew cos I grew
In the jungle not the zoo
Back In Deen I found a way
Mummy taught me how to pray
Give my blessings night & day
No more stressing I’m okay
Mental strength Is what I gained
Even though my ankle sprained
Yeah It hurt but I work
Shake It off than getting drained
Nowadays don’t talk a lot
Cos I’m writing by the spot
Went through hell can’t you tell
Is that why I’m feeling hot
Grabbed a plate of tuna pasta
Now I’m gone so call me Casper
All alone on my throne
Creeping up to go more faster
Jokes aside I see my vision
Deffo staying out of prison
Cos I’m safe have my faith
Jannah Is my only mission
Doing good & stacking deeds
I bet you know where that leads
All my people up In Leeds
Showing love that’s what It needs
About the Creator
Haychie_Artist
Just A Regular Guy From London Who
Writes & Rhymes….
Writing & Rhyming Comes From The
Heart….
Voice For The Voiceless….
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