How Eye One The Write Too Think? کے بول

How Eye One The Write Too Think? It took me a while to relize we were on the same page I was getting tired of reading it aloud in different ways I aint the only person thats traveled through this maze Not really sure whether it was me or them that was craaaaazy Digging a hole in every single system, lit the candle to envision whats lost in this position, crossing out superstition sitting in a time macheine. A bleeding mind dreams of beating my esteem to give the crime scene shining bling. Im no longer a boy scout... cause punching myself in the face wont neccasarily get the voice out! Thats something no one ever took the time to point out but I had to learn to whisper before I could enjoy shouting periodically I feel like I've wasted my breath and all I've got to show for is paper stained ink but I aint really trippin a the end of the day... cause life is experiance and this is how eye won the write two think!