Sweating so much on the regular,
Against my will.
But,
I’m betting on myself to make it through,
With a thrill.
I’m heading so far in this Universe,
Forget the Hills.
It’s not a problem.
For me to climb them.
I’m a just a star,
In this climate.
So hot,
While the gunshots stay vibrant.
Avoiding everything I once knew,
While in crisis.
Fighting past conformity before I’m tied in,
The slipknot I dreamed of while eyes lit,
By fire!
I put out with tears when I’m crying…
I’m flying through the sky and I will not land any time soon.
I’m sorry for the crude views.
But,
I’m on mission to eat every rapper that I come across claiming bars you,
Dance to in the club while you bag a boo.
Staying ghost,
That way no one can see through me.
Solid,
Liquidating every asset I am blessed with, Choosing,
God over everything,
Without gas keeping my feet moving…
You need this kind of drive if you intend to make to the top while you dream lucid.
Stop signs in the form of friends is the illusion.
The only time they raise palms,
Is when they think everything you do is stupid.
Just until you explode and shine as bright as the sun they keep using.
As the main source of warmth anytime their heart is cold and feel useless…
They have to face the facts.
A star they revolve around no matter what they lash at.
But,
I couldn’t be this bright if my space wasn’t dark enough to see past…
Mad,
I’ve been for a quite a while.
But,
That’s for me to worry about.
I thought we were on the same team,
Trying to lay on top of every cloud.
Until the last letter I received,
Showed me they were really trying to chase clout…
They.
Being everybody I had once thought were my family.
More than friends in my eyes,
Grateful for what God handed me.
Yet,
Their palms slipped when I fell into thoughts of suicide for a chance to see,
Another life rather than the one I had to wake to without a chance to be,
Free from the sounds of a Demon crying for my absence…
But,
They were the gas to my hat trick.
Left in the dust.
Still,
A star was born through the madness.
Along with a shine blinding so many eyes from the lies they keep yapping.
With love for them no matter what,
As I reach peace for myself.
Before I’m dead in a casket…
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