As i sit here reminiscing with my broken foot
I’ll spend my whole life trying to figure me out find out exactly what I’m about, constantly clouding these moments of clarity with these unwarranted seconds of doubt. I’m second-guessing my every decision—I’m puzzled trying to figure the route. Does this waypoint North or South?
I’m scared the next wrong turn will turn me all the way around.
I’m up and I’m down I’m left in them right my head is all right
I used to feel almost as dead as the door knob until I saw just what death look like in real life
That shit was so tragic and I couldn’t handle it
Took all my problems in life and I ran with it
and I demanded that you bring my family back;
knew about death chose not to understand it then
I fell on my feet. Swore I’d never stand again
Frozen in life, feel just like a mannequin
years of imagining, crying and damaging
Not properly managing life or channeling
not properly anything—probably ravaging..
..picking through all the bullshit trying to navigate
is it accurate the way I calculate?
Every chance that has come with a challenge Im coming off balance well that’s cuz I practice.
They say the mind is a terrible thing to waste and if that’s the case-
I’ve lost pieces of my mind and they all need to be replaced—so much; I’ve wasted so much time so much energy and space and only time will make these vivid memories erase I can’t really think of ME in time that hasn’t been defaced got everything I need but I’m late so I got second place
can’t think of a single scene in my movie that didn’t need a second take..
And as these lessons take and seconds break
I’m gasping for every breath I take
stumble like every step’s unsafe
crumble just like Drake’s coffee cake
I grabbed me a cup of coffee with sugar straight to my head with coffee mate
got my nervous nerves to a place where I can concentrate
I do not tolerate limbs that don’t cooperate so get with the program or not just promise that you’ll get off the gate.
Get off the sidelines.
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