Yo Yo Yo where did my flow go?

Yo Yo Yo where did my flow go?

…At first he began the journey to fulfill his dreams
What else could be worth more than a million beads?
Maybe a case filled with gold and a few good friends
And where the woods end that’s where the book bends…
I’ve bent the twisted tale of man lost at every point
Lost from every joint, lost joints that disappointed…
Anointed by the ankles, shackled and sampled..
Trampled and stomped still searching ample vocab
Damn it’s so sad, this nomad is so mad at the world
Mad at this girl, had it with curls and giving away pearls
Now this is it, bitch it’s shit; he just wanna sit n wish
Fuck slitting wrists, beaten n bruised with blistered fists
Tissues twist as this warped youth feels the blues
Healing booze; Peels the skin on his toes, feel the ooze
Kneel and choose the meal that would be the last tract
A supper for subtle and vast egos proven to be a class act
A blast back, past that point of no return…ass wack
Grasp facts, mother earth seriously wants her grass back
She’s getting grim and evil, but love will finish people
Diminish sequels see the future pinned to the feeble…
Riddle the mind of a lost soul searching for the lost gold…
The life is a journey so take a slow travel…pause…hold
It isn’t all awful; errors are still seen as fucked n unlawful
So can you read the good book and still see hells fires?
Self admire, attire you self wealth n don’t help the tired
So if you travel the same path that he’s taken, slow down
Life’s a bitch and you need a pitch to keep this hoe down
If mother earth was strapped with c4 it would blow now…
…Oh wait, too late shit’s about to happen, hold on
And only that day will you see where my flow’s gone…