Don't know if I can wind down,
Like a wind turbine on high ground,
Getting fueled by the clouds that move by
Cool me, eyeing the wide sky bluely.
Soothes me some if there's no sunshine,
When the world and I have one mind,
Rhymes-like down to being simple,
Raindrop dents are merely dimples.
Spent my late night watching music.
Joyner Lucas remix truth hits -
Will Smith IS back in the booth this
Feels huge and too confusing!
Handing roses to the legends, and to kin,
No Anakins in his family, grins
Usually can't stand me but thanks to this man tonight they're dashin' in!
And I sit in awe... rinse and repeat that video!
Idiotic smile playing like a tick I,
Just can't get rid of, I did all,
My business this week! Yet feelings compete!
Feel incomplete and hideous.
NOT living like a prince, NOT living in a castle!
I battle my masks and mirrors here in the Oz!
But magic happens when man gets rappin'
Maybe I can tap into my inner sauce?
And brick by brick like Will and this kid,
My will will get big, like a living God!
Or a Devil. It/ill will. Cyberdevil forever.