It was a regular day
yeah sort of
that is to say when i woke
this is what i thought of
gotta brush my teeth cause of last nights blunt
get dressed and get out im on the run
walk down the block with my earphones blaring
pass all the people pausing staring
must be the bounce in my walk is what i thought
sun was shining bright so stopped and took my hoodie off
dressed in all black with my sharpie ready
watch for police cause a youths not ready
to meet the beast over such small things
idolitry rules the monopolies
remember this is me
a regular renegade
same cat who wore bandanas over his mouth
with his hoodie showing only his eyes bloodshot
bandana on my fist knife in my pants
life knows my story filled with my dance
a million chances taken
still im aching for something
sort of like shrooms
except a seer wants to spread the seen
through the air of the room
to get us to see so we can be
regardless of what you come to think of me
we evolve steadily yet still, i grow stiller
it seems the knowledge of both worlds makes me grow unfamiliar
too filled with concepts of love and inequities in a world growing iller
too much injustice already paid
too many mistakes already made
to let this world make of me what has already been
so many lost at the cost of so much emotion
knowing any one of us could go through it
taxing us till it returns over our taken allowances
and our behavioural griefs let me make this point brief
all of us can achieve anything if we set our mind to it
we were outside the parking lot put our minds through it
blazing drinking arguing thinking rhyming tagging dreaming scheming
we were rebellious and waited to be sought by our god like moses
to bring forth what our souls sought, goodness for all
and am i or will i or what is being wrought of my story?
to see such magic in a place thats so edward gorey
life is what it is and so we will see
and i am the future that from the streets came to be