A Word

I've always found that I can express myself better through writing, but writing to a beat is ironically liberating.  It might not seem so knowing that I have to follow a specific lengths and rules to fit it, but the constraint is rather a delicious welcome to the flow of writing.  It gives fuller meaning to the art of writing, and I feel that when a beat and my words meet serendipitously, it augments whatever intention I had originally.

Here's an example, one that is truly appropriate, for the beat was provided by Allison Rhee:

Lyrics:

Original like butterscotch, ain't no way this brother stop
And the world keeps testing me, tryna see I'm hard or not
All ya'll can just criticize, I'm not really for the top
I would think that I am so bad, but thank God that part of God
resided in this heart of rock, in the night I heard a knock
all I can for this homeless man, with some pants and shirt and socks
do this for my brother, pops, mother, sis who work a lot
sit and listen, it's in heaven, don't just go treasure the box

I walked oh so blindly, now my God's behind me
set right like a timepiece, do this for my HanBit
One Light, light one for the mind, please, climb these
mountains over through the cold, yeah guess like some pine trees
raise up for the OATH that, Over All There's Hope, man
from the coast to coast, land that I called my homeland
Christians to the dope man, in between and beyond that
sit and listen, it's in heaven, you get in through One Man