Ascended (freestyle poem)

Product of my environment I was sucked in
On my last attempt It’s a must win
Lord bless my soul goals
Before you turn my flesh back to the dust which it began
The creative monster has rose again
With another freestyle but believe I’m colder with the pen
She wanna get close to me the bite of lustful sin
You can play against it but it’s tough to win
You can lay up with it but how will you explain it when your name is called for judgment
My mind is gone where I all the true thugs went
Changing your position is respecting your common senses
Can’t let the world hate cripple your intelligence
Hell is hot and that’s a failure you can’t stop
So go against it, I got to use my smarts I gotta learn against it
With a good temperament fiction is interesting but it’s false in question
I’m sending my desires in new directions
I call it dedications