Through the corners of my eyes, I watch as she watches me write
Inhale when I lean back, exhale when I recite. She likes.
When I start spittin she breathes harder
I kill her innocence everytime now she's a martyr

Ressurrected every 4 bars or so
Right hand writin with lightenin charges so
Shes attracted to the flames that come from the page
Amazin, my verse relieves her pain

She tries to look when I zone out, watchin the wordplay
Im ticklin the page simply watchin the words play
She thinks my zone is all my own, but it isnt
She's in it with me, my pen shiftin matches the rhytmn

Of her heartbeat, her lung's collapse and expansion
Mimics the movement that my hand does, STOP
Recitin what I just wrote down spittin it loud
Her heart rate increases, im turnin her on now

I know just what im doin, im doin it purposefully
Its curtains B, like her troubles just gave birth to me
Hangin on to every syllable of this soliloquy
Solidifies my vocals deep into her memory

Mentally memorizing me physically
To capture the captivating quality of my caged creativity
Living in me is a rhythm that only begins in me and ends in me
Period. End of the sentence see

I wake up from this trance im in
She's sittin and watchin me clutching a frozen pen
She cant write while Im writin, her life wont let her
She has to watch to me create cause I make her better

Shows over, she now has all that she needs
Cuz if im the fire, she gotta be the heat
Back to her notebook, she gets a fresh sheet
You know what, I bet she writin bout me.