She asked "How does it feel when a poem comes out?" I said "It's like I’m writing my insides out" And I gotta get it out before my pen dries out Before my ego finds out, can't let my ego find out 'Cause when I’m writing my insides out My every fear, my every flaw flies out In my ego, where those fears and flaws hide out So, whatever I do, can't let...Learn More