.... Maybe that is my Problem..
Im robbin myself of my own damn Smile
Did I not learn anything
Im not Miserable...
Im simply symbolizin wateva was in my Father's eyes the way he rolled...
I'm different...
I stay Blazin cause I tuned to my own Station...Im done with this Gloom shit...lol...
its Crazy to stay Dwellin on the past....
...but Even Stupider to attempt to Dwell on the Future...
Obviously I'm bein conditioned ...put ya anxiousness aside and live
..that way Ill be relaxed...
This shit isnt too Farfetched from a Project so I fall back and close my eyes...
..The Lines dont run my Life....
its in the clutch of the Hand that gives Definition to the Paper...
oooowee...im back..lol..
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