('nd i dnt mean concoctions or mixtures!!!)
it ain't hard to loose yourself in this day N age...
hate to think id wake next to the wrong girl carrying my D-N-A...
only look at the mirror when the lights fade away...
guess am ahead ov my time, coz i cnt recognize who i am today...
home is where the heart is so its no surprise i aint here to stay...
heart made of stone, its aite tho coz i heard am molded outta clay...
stranger to my soul, cant remember the last time i seen its face...
is the burning in my heart evidence of whats in its place??
in competition with myself, coz for life am stuck in this race...
trying to see better things but my eyes glued to her waist...
food for thought though, cheese is always to my taste...
life is a movie.... am jus' dying to audition...
don't know if life as a b#tch, is why i shy from religion...
coz some of my thoughts ain't inspired by the living...
tryin to fit in to the desire to be different,
to the point the mirror seems to lie through your vision...
least the heartbeat means life still inspired enough to listen...
only skeletons in my closet got a brand 4 definition...
wonder what i wud dream for if i was living out my dream...
feeling so juvenile like am reliving my teens...
all individuals, no clones alive in my team...
try'n get past tha phase wur.."i wan reside inside her jeans"...
past that get her w3t jus' ta blow off some steam...
past the "money on my mind" 2 finally realize what it mean...
on to getting the cake coz i ain't satisfied with just the cream...
sum random drop i did last week with accompanying text just drafted while uploading and listening to it... :)
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