It's gotta be a quick one now! House is sleeping but I got this down, in time. Figured I'd write a shorter rhyme, today, but somehow with acapellas there's still more to mind...

I wonder why that is. It's like I want to make up for the lack of instrumental with some other adage? Or like it's good practice? Like I feel without backing I need more aptitude and I should be savage?

Is it an attitude or a mood. To prove. To ravage.

I go rabid like a zombie ham sandwich though whatever imaginary man my foe. In my inner vision he's a shady dude with baggy clothes. Choking people with a power you can't unhand or slow.

*intermission*

Should have more time tomorrow anyway! And maybe a back fix. If so I'll tackle this mad quick with an imaginative backflip and kick back equipped like a truly shrewd lyrical athlete feeling good like say last week. We'll see... in the span of a few. See you anew. Tomorrow.

Lyrics: https://cyberd.org/inktober-9-a-quick-fix-lyrics.html