Seating comfortably in this machine
Watching them sell things by the road
That's the hustle
Heading to the capital
That's where life thrives after Uni.
To start my hustle
The constant of all this is fear
I'm scared
Not of demons and witches
But the real hustle
School built a comfort zone
A chance for allowance from old ones
Now it's time to move out
And hustle.
My default life ends
Now I can be who I want to be
No scolds from parents
But from hustle
Just finished Uni and heading to pick a car. Whilst in transit the first transportation vehicle I took had an accident. I'm currently in the second one heading to the bus terminal. My spokenword EP drops soon. Date TBD
