Today - The Procussions, SHAD, J Kyle Gregory

New self he just wanna be a whole person

Old self found cursing him for soul searching

Other self writing poems on how the world hurt him

Too close to home he gotta hold it down in third person

Now who’s the first person I’m saying I Am

Give me a second and you will know why I’m dammed

It’s in the record our youth and every blind hand

Our recollection of truth within our time span

Cus when you add am you just attach you

Build a bank, build a church, build a statue

Build up rank, Bilderberg, fill up that shoe

With one foot in the grave is how it has you

The one you couldn’t save now how is that true

No one stood in the way of having that fruit

It’s 11:28 I mean in Matthew

They say we gotta go back

But what we got to go back too

Today

I used to say that by the age of 31 I’ll be long

Long gone from here, far away from the year

That I decided I would live a live a life divided and clear

Of any threat or danger aiming at my life or career

Some call it fear and a prison I barely fit in It’s true

Who am I kidding I’ve been hiding in my tiny igloo

Outside it’s frigid, but it’s life, and I ain’t living it right

Without some cuts and bruises

I blew a life with Susan, I was afraid of moving

Too fast, and out of a situation that I was cool with

Now maybe I should do it, but now she’s married stupid

Blame it on being young timid or maybe clueless

But 31 came and went with very little improvement

What am I left to do with the rest of my time breathing

I’m leaving Las Vegas without a gamble I’m breaking even

I kept the dice and this seven eleven that I’m squeezing

Got me thinking of dreaming

Or Dreaming, of leavin

Today

Yeah this got a nice sound

And this is real life not a lifestyle brand

No nikes — I’mma just do it

Right now

Im in the booth

And it’s kinda like a fight how

Im saying hit me with the beat up

Knock the lights out

I fight doubts like bouts

Spitting live rounds

No grill and still what comes out the guy’s mouth

Is brilliant as the rings on a king or a viscount

Im feeling like a million

Little children singing

In the building when

My quill pen is spillin

In the moment not beholden to past

Gotta let it go

Not talking forever-ever cuz ya never know

And life ain’t a bed of roses, it’s a ebb and flow

And one spectacular spectacle

Til youre head to toe medically deaded

Bless the show til the credits rolls

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