You're the ink to my paper Where my pen is to my pad The moral, the very fiber The whole substance to my rap. You are my reason for being The meaning of my existence If it wasn't for you I would never be able to spit this As intense I do and the irony Is you rely on me as much as I rely on you to inspire me like you do. You provide me the lighter fluid to fuel my fire You're my entire supply Gas, the match, the igniter. The only way that I am able to stay so stable Is you're the legs to my table |