3 February 2013
I write deeper when I smoke. Like I reach within for hope, Take two dimensions worlds apart, As I breathe through every toke. I don't need to fell a foe, Cos I seize; then fell a flow. Is Hell a home, For those sending drones, Do G's get sent parole?! Has our means now meant our souls, Must but leave or take control, Like a scene thats centre folds, At it's seams, You enter old; Age becomes your youth, Truth, Seems to have left a tone. I spit a certain way. Could trip your learning pace. I'm natural, An animal, With a bic and purple haze. I write deeper when I smoke! Like I seep and sync with flow, I see the things I don't, When I ain't feeling a hinta stoned, I got my lads within my sight, And writing fists can like to fight; But my heart resides, In a thinking mind... I wish for Peace to shine a light.
Subah Sadiq Khan
Stric'ly Thai • Opuss № I