The tape is finished
My pen still gliding the page
The musics my only voice
These the words I'm Trying to say
Or get out
I hear a beat then Spit out
Deep emotions like I'm hanging from the world
And Rope is The kick
The snares be the chair and shit
That's real deep You get it?
If so let run along
I'll Write you poems
I'll Sing you songs
About What's really going on
And Not bullshit on the radio
My Phone rang i Got a call a couple days ago
You thanked me for my project
I said appreciate you
Then space back to the projects
On days when i barely would talk i used to Smile less
Cuz pops never picked up the phone he used to Dial less
That's right around the time i start Penning my Feelings
Every Line that was written of some more healing
Every Bar was a Bandage
Every Stanza was a Candle
Punchlines knocked me out laying up canvas
Looking up at the stars
Big pac and nas
See them Dreams of being Jigga just Seemed so far
Now them Miles is like Inches away
Them niggas balling and I'm on the Bench itching to play
The Michael Jordan
See i Make my own beats these days I'm berry gordy
Beat the beat up til it's sorer
Turn this Honda to a Foreign
I was Working early Morning
Nights when i was Horny
Talkin to my little shorty
In bed on the Cordless phone
Tryna Lost Virginity
Waiting game was Killing me
We went from drinking quarter waters to the Hennessy
We was playing with Cap guns
Now they gon the real thing
Dog We use to just Kill time
Now we just Kill things
Damn The clock burning
As World is Turning
I was just 17
Now I'm Almost 30
Where does the time go?
Where does my mind go?
What if the tree dies
Does the vine grow?
But Shoutout to my nigga
Dialing my digits
You said my New shit changed your Life
Tell the truth shit i sit and Write
Let's me know that life is hard but we gon alright
Cuz Why me Naked with no one to clothed me
How i got so friends but Nobody Knows me
Put me back in that room writing i was Lonely
I'm thinking maybe 01, 02, or 03
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