Ive been thinking like is it worth it
To continue with the beats and verses
But i guess it really helps the curses
That start to creep into my mind searching
For better answers than a place of worship
God could b the answer but its never perfect
Stopped praying to above early as a person
Never caught my eye found my mind subverting
Now im back immersing
Myself into the music and the words rehersing
Coping through moving in a rhythmic motion
Never did me harm so keep the lyrics flowing
Growing up as of late
Scraping corners of dinner plates
Like f*ck an onion it taste the same
Put it in the pot an ill eat again
Crack open the pot and i smoke again
Music and the puff in the summer rain
Keep my head on straight and just numb the pain
On the lines i out run the train