Call Me Toy'Aun

I’m a quiet man,

But my pen speaks in unknown tongues,

Silent and deadly as a silencer on a gun,

That will make you feel like you just got a shot to the lungs,

Your loud and outspoken,

So there’s no mystery or allure to you,

Always belting out lines before using your brain,

Is what your accustomed to,

I can talk about what i can do,

But i’m more of an action type of man,

Just going off the top of my brain,

I perform better than most people who have planned,

Your rehearse and rehearse your actions,

Watching you is like a bootleg version of broadway,

And after all that practice you still are flawed,

How you taking the easy route but still suffering like you did it the hard way,

I am humble and kindhearted,

Quick to assist and flash a smile,

I posses a grown man mentality,

But still always eager to learn like a child,

You are overbearing and direct,

Overcompensating with a loud voice to garner some respect,

To the ones you should praise, you blatantly neglect,

So when they are tightening their circles don’t be suprised if your the reject,

You and I, are oxymorons,i’m light your darkness,  

You’re Cain i’m Abel,

But i fight with a drive like you’ve never come across,

So as to slay me out of jealuosy, you will never be able,

I’m the purity, and your the poison,

We are not the same, as it is plain to see,

Were like the top (me)  and bottom (you) of a well crafted wedding cake,