Really tried to run the hardest, like some kind of poor mans Sean Carter,
Until I took a look
Out of body, like a shadow
Stood beside it
Was unwise
That thinking is less savage and all the time more similar to garbage
It's all lies
Some grow but never harvest, humble is best saved or put aside for the modest
More likely, the world will turn you out
I will throw shade like a forest too deep for the garden
Grass fed conundrums fed with a water spout
Like the world was placed below the stars because it's easier to take it
And I am flush with fresh thought, but I am not worth the capita
Haven't lived long enough to make it
I've survived the epic tales of shear wonder, how's a man born of below average beginnings gonna enjoy peaceful slumber?
Sleep belies dying
Or least lays under cover when dreams are the closest relative of success you've ever heard of
You partake to doze numb
Like three fingers and an ambien, that's mine
What's you're sleep number?

You can't change the world if you think just like the others, simple and plain
But just the same
You can't reach a single soul if you can't formulate to their ears
Whatever it is you have to say
All languages revolve around passions and beliefs
Stances you might die for
Which deserve their fair share of the blame
I came out prepared for the worst
Carried eight months
Then gave me away
Rather than give way to disdain, I came to love the place where I lay
Shadows I graced
Poor as a prayer, jewels in my lifespan I handle with care
Abandoned on one hand, palms turned over as if to claim
Here lies a path to something bigger, better, willing to share
Maybe the world deserves change
Gentle with you're coercions, hard after the knowledge you crave
Weened on written word that's why mine draws circles round yours, forget the idioms you heard
Theories you brave
I first learned the talk from the curb
Learned the walk in the heat of commotion, caught the bug from the verse
I was going to be somebody
One day, I'm gonna turn the world
But inevitable
It will spin with or without my input
Whether it is or isn't spurred
Love comes gradually, in all actuality it may be the furnace for the third eye that burns
You can't change the world if you think just like the others, simple and plain
But just the same
You can't reach a single soul if you can't formulate to their ears
Whatever it is you have to say

Slept the slumber of exhausted thought process and still came out numbed and humbled to the prospects
Higher living is imagined in cloudiest view form and hard as ever to earn, I could have nothing or everything
Given the chance to perform
I'd share what I've learned
Had it given gifts of light and had it taken by needy individuals revolting for their own lot in life
I'm talking revolution in looting
And sinners with spite, noseless sight seeing and forests that block trees
I've walked long enough for the vantage point
Poked the bear to bleed
Patched the relativity with a higher power I find awkwardly daunting
The back and forth of ****'em but save me in the moment is all together haunting
A never ending melodic type of heathens dance
When all I'm saying, is take a deep breath, right?
And give peace a chance

I'm flattered I'm worth the effort to forget
But love, I've never been more enhanced than in definitive fashion
You should see the structure standing
Too hard to handle
Too much to get a hand on
Silence speaks of a melody
You have to arch a back like sweet memories, to get appropriate traction

Bowie said it best, we passed upon the stairs
I'm that breed of Cat try to keep it evenly Stevens, meaning my mindset
Is pampered and bared
Handled with care
Centered like Yusef
She said have we met, unprepared
This masterpiece shared a glare reserved I heard the rhythm simplistic only words she spared
Gentle as a baby's breath, educated
That was quite clear
I left her with an open question
You believe in infatuation, if I loved you to death?
Would the future appear
To be decorated
I could lean on you, like over-compensation
She brought me to completion with simple conversation
Plus she radiant
As men, find the fear of love is real
This type of light
Won't let it in, let it disappear
But Bowie said it best, we passed upon the stairs
Inspiration in the female form
Fell for it, she spoke like chorus as she flipped my script in that moment
I admit it, speechless
That's rare

Smoke plumes diverge first on humanity
In the vacuum of relativity
Speak no evil
Abandon vanity
In the name of created flesh let's purge cursed profanity
Scribbled scribed the language without tact, profess the profane
It's chalk bordered a casualty when actually bitten bullets are vitamins for the majority
They won't tell you, you are not alone
The shadows fall on the sunny side gradually
Granted, every dog sniffs a bone
But fall just the same
They'd sell you a soul if you'd pay the tax annually
Asphyxiate a voice manually, with only verbs to gain
Throat totes the only fear to fear is the fear of shame
Accused versions of deities disappear repeatedly
Kingdom came unfiltered
Child was raised estranged

I was born upon a devils eye, dream caught the leveled pride
Rubble formed the sheltered sides
High enough to blot the sky
Darkened, seas parted for momentary wants
Then forgotten
Without it, thumbed the many miles when I was too tired for walking
Caught
Red handed
Thieved the other side, or at least paint a picture to plagiarize
Gave it the college try
Failed at exposure as well as suicide
Healed
When it was do or die
Live
In the view of the truest eyes
Mirrors, never blink or lie
I am what I am
You are what the earth decides