SVAOFORM by stoic da poet

I was lost on the side of the road not long ago
thumb curved, flinching (face) with every (car) swerve
pack on my back filled with crumbs
of broken dreams, marijuana, and the rest of a bottle of tums
It ain't enough, to heal this heart burn
turned to ashes, collect the rest of me
and lay me to rest inside of an urn
finally, the dust kicks, i must fix these bust bricks
fuck tickets to ride, i ain't gon risk it
what's a biscuit to dogs that have never tasted chicken?
a treat to keep em chasing while the master keeps em tricking
i lay my pack down, ain't no going back now
boutta build a yellow brick road on every draft now
demos & tapes evaporate
my message will last forever, my everlasting endeavor,
will live through collaborative effort
i'm building solo tho, it feels so slowmo
but you already know i'm international like volvo
yo-yo - this the sto-sto
the raw poet with philosophical flow

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