my first rap/poem

i have to admit that when i spit
a little rhyme or two my words are not legit

i get caught up in the maze
of anticipated gaze
from those who judge
and my heart fails to budge
all the passion in my soul
refuses to assume its role

as the unstoppable force
that unites me with the Source
of all the great thangs in life
of the One Creator who takes away all the strife
the Blessed Redeemer who
promises eternal life
givin' me a chance to make things right as I lose sight
so I continue to fight with all of my might
because through Him
I can live with such passion as David's hymn

and in due time my rhymes spit so sick
they call you...think, quick
there's no time even to lick
ya little lips and attempt to spit
you mine as well quit cos ull never be able to outwit
this place just got lit