Thanks to Gone_Shootin for the idea. Feel free to post your raps, rhymes, lyrics, poems, bars etc here whether "a Capella" style or with an instrumental.

I'll post a recent one I did.

Basically an explanation of how I feel when all of my thoughts jumble together and I can't make much sense of them, they just feel cluttered. A "pad and pen" are me medium to decipher how I'm feeling.

Take it for what it's worth.

I'm just trying to resonate what's deep inside of me
The types of things I ponder, things that steal me from my sleep
The types of things that are deep down in the pit of me
Add it all up and it's just my self perceived epitome

I am my own worst enemy as I constantly battle for air
Words stick together like cotton candy from the hometown fair
I just want to get out what I have known was always there
Pad and a pen are my therapy for what my heart can't seem to bare

I couldn't really express myself, not even to you.
Thoughts are captive, words seamlessly vapid who am I even speaking to?
At a loss for words but what does it really matter
Simple thoughts lost in translation, disrupted by the chatter