The bystander on the curb, we think that "oh it's just him",
But what if it was you or me out there? We dont live on the rim.
Thats the feeling I have now, yet some of it I can't understand,
Why must my social priorities get in the way, I'm just a one man.
Feelings capture my soul, devour em' and spit them back out,
And all I can hear is pleads and screams with many shouts.
Spiraling, twirling down is where things are going to continue,
Down, never up, and this is overall my entire menu.
Venue speaks of me, and that really isnt the best topic,
But if its visible what I see, then its to hard to drop it.
While I'm on it, my thoughts have gone and looped twice,
I could be talking about today's music, and switch over to Spanish rice!
I dont know if it's distractions or illusions, but Im upset on both turns,
Due to the fact I knew what I had, but I took to long to learn.
Burned to know I cant do any better, but I better get myself organized,
Or at least set some boundaries just so I'll know I'm prioritized.
More or less, I could have worse but then again,
Writing and rapping, thats how to bring my power from within.
Inside my cranium there are train thoughts linked in chains,
So here's a little insight on one of them, Im plaining a duo rein.
With so little buzzing, I have no enemies and hopefully some allies,
Now I can think straight and here we see pale skies.
Rally racing and derby cars, or proper English and slang,
Its's nearly impossible to pleas everyone, but we all have the hang.
Been a while since I wrote, but broke of lines I am not.
Plenty more on my life I'm sure that I've got.
stomach aching, getting hungry and trying to collect,
Enough strength to keep on my family's protect.
Effect me with a vaccination but I still caught this disease,
I try not to think of this as more then a sinister tease.
Mister please, I have no control of anything, to me it's inadequate,
Sometimes I storm up, but I know I cant just get mad and quit.
A ragged spit, an amateur to this rhyming scheme,
But I cant complain, because I hurt as much as I seem.
I'm not supposed to let you know, but I have a lil dilemma, or difficulty,
Understanding some of my own curriculum, it's kinda a lift up to me.
Inspired and rehired, fired then put back together,
This uneasy cycle seems to have gone on forever.
I'm almost through complaining, now I need to retire,
Until my next rap, this wont go out and expire.
Now, here is where I ask, can you hear and feel,
The words that I spit, because I try to keep it real.
With so little buzzing, I have no enemies and hopefully some allies,
Now I can think straight and here we see pale skies.
Rally racing and derby cars, or proper English and slang,
Its's nearly impossible to pleas everyone, but we all have the hang.
