March 23,2004
Throws up backstage...sweats takes deep breaths...
steps to platform and finally grabs the microphone...
This is why I probaly wait for noone,and live a double
life,troubled life...yeah somewhat but noones onto me
cause ill have nosey motherfuckers seeing stars without
astronomy trust it, im trusted by few and just a puzzle
to many,problems,too many I cant stop saying fuck you,
I stay or my P's and Q's nowadays and dont accept wooden
nickels from anyone in any district,shit, pieces of me are
spread out everywhere unevenly, to remember at least half
of what I was I script subliminals strictly from freedom speech,
I often wondered if id make it to my twenties at the age of
nineteen with the turning date approaching, exemplifying the
personal courage to flourish within todays societies organization
of partons and actually analyze the speech when most just
assumed I wouldn't make it at the places I was stationed,
at times like these some go through stages of denial like
whats dividing me in fear of their own abilities for survival,
emphsize it all with sprinkles of satire, abide by the ways
of the righteous and proceed with caution like the cars do
passin by the private schools that I live...
Finally realize something that inspires you to be off with if its
offered overlook its contents then either take it or toss it if it
dosent prove to be beneficial to your own future development
or private fellowships and if you can't see yourself possibly
comfortably settled in kick rocks kid...if you can still walk away
from it all here gracefully faithfully from every single manipulating
attempt to blackball and shrink your space to breathe with stories
make believe from the places that you grew up to the people that
you hate to see..Yeah! Yeah!..as if theres changes in the scenes
besides becoming a writing pool casualty casually with someone
hanging around still pissing on all the things that your still dreamin,
how the fuck you gonna say im not black enough when im mixed
and speak proper english?
Your souls not only priceless until moneys flashing in your face
tell em to pump their breaks freeze the frame when you realize
that certain portions of that pictures distorted before you sign
your life away to various marketing gimics tell him or her to keep
those stories and their visions, now its wrong to go off and judge
a book by its cover but you can choose not to see eye to eye
while mistaken for just a stupid motherfucker,fuck that, fuck a
deal man, ive learned about my soul more than any textbook could
describe and thats almost all I need to survive!!! Besides something
close to infinite patience, im no longer suprised anymore since when
its "just business nothing personal" nobodys your fellow patron.
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