I seemed to be just this matter that didn’t matter..
A matter of fact I took matter to make it greater
Black hole traveling distant future
Minds of short span still tangle with my thought… …. …. peroid
For this is not for everyone
From outer outer perspective I seemed to be this aspiring rap star
Tho the best at what I do from outside judgemental judging standards I am seemingly the best at what I do
Through RECURRING failure I seemed to have humbled the ego of the artist
Through the down times we seem to gather the strength to conquer
Aliens would ask what do you do … … ????
I breathe I eat I sleep
I unknowingly spread the word of My God
I just am I
Tho young I do not consider myself such
For life burdens have made me an old man
But as old men talk and young men fight WE are caught in a dilema
What do we do when it all goes bad
If it were to all crash down upon what we have built
Dark twisted mishaps still inherit the very twist of perceptive definition translating from spiritual to physical demeanor
The controlling of the thinker behind the thought
Opposed to tradition I occupy devils on both shoulders
Yet still I am protected
Feel me ..
I have this fight..
Worry Vs Opposition..
Who will win?
Any triumph will dictate ultimate loss
While most boast and brag I remain calm and humble
Suave and intriguing in the most seductive way
The bottom has made me realize being the best or the worse does not matter
For I realized that the most important thing beyond success was the achievement of being Your-Self
For whoever Self may be
I was so nasty with talent at 1 point in time
Until GOD left me staggered in his might
The farther I grew from him The harder it became
I had and HAVE to DO SOMETHING
I let go of coercing for the SELF
I let go of the TRAUMATIC past
I let go of the poverty
I let go of ME
& I accepted the blessings of what I had and what I stood for
Beautiful wife and beautiful child
I could ask for no more
I am Extraordinarily Regular..