REFLECTIONS

Talent one word I heard different meanings
Seeming the opposite way that I’m leaning
Separation and creation the one relation
That’s affects my minds timed reservation
To truth, mind body and brain
I don’t understand how the pleasure can be derived from the same
Except minute changes to trick
It’s like I’m on a plane doing backflips cuz’ it’s making me sick
Spit it out straight shout till I’m heard
It’s not about life simply what I’ve learned
That makes me wonder
Is my talent to the top or headed straight back down under
But still it rises in the heart of another
Game slowed down, started to studder
My chance appeared, still feared to grasp
Unobtainable goals of rap lyrics with class
Lyrics that pass, over yah head
But instead they swerve dive, still alive? Nope they crash
I hope it’s the end I can feel it its close
End of songs about girls straight losing they clothes
Shake it lower like salt mama tipsy
Repetition of ideas still considered nifty?
I’m strictly, using examples to provide
You with an opportunity to derive
Your own taste, I got faith the same
That one might decide to change the game,
My claim to fame, is the rest might follow my change
The fact it hasn’t happened yet I’m finding it strange
Time, the one constant, can’t be overcome
It’s my turn to flow cuz your time is done
Straight up I’ve heard enough about shakin’ asses
Can’t see my picture bitch? Get some glasses
If you don’t understand my simple description
You might need more than a simple prescription
To catch me now,
You catch me how?
I’m not ready to slow
Told you all I’m ready to show
My complication reversed as it increases
You’re doing a puzzle, but using the wrong pieces
Don’t seem to mix, wont fit forever
Kind of like how rap and your talent don’t fit together
A clash straight used for cash, and expansion
I bet your ego doesn’t even fit in your mansion
Paid others to pimp and promote it
Even though is was someone else who wrote it
But was scared to show it
But the pull aint strong enough to yank
Me away from my goals, I’d rather walk the plank
Never ending story, still flip the page
Rap is under captivity, but I slipped the cage
And now I’m out and on a hunt to infect
Lives with creativity and earn respect
Progress might be slow but still I’m steady
I feel the world will accept changes when ready
So here I stand exposed to show my flow
To those oblivious people, because they don’t even know
About other opportunities, unity is needed
Before the hype that I don’t like is defeated
I know it’s been repeated and for that I’m sorry
But before you get upset let me finish my story
Rap to me is like a quarter, worthless alone
But like a brain if you train, see how much it’s grown
For now, the coin stayed one sided no change
Until someone comes along and attempts to re-arrange
Things that reveal the main difference at last
I just flipped the coin, and completed my task.