Mitigating Extremes

If I was my own counselor

I think I’d be the worst

If I was his own mirror

I think I’d break myself

 

It’s always every time

I think I’m gonna get it

Whether I’m freestyled

or even inorganic

 

Regardless if it’s cooked

and tempered

No matter if it’s pulled

straight from the heart

 

Raw and spewing blood

Steaming with allure

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