Be

We're in a time where mind is subscribed to the hype
Celebrities high in the light
Guide the young and blind in their life
When described it seems the scene in divine
Idolize those whose dollar signs scrape the sky.
I was a child when the wind changed from adolescence
Til the lessons i stepped in rested in what I represent
Its crazy how fruition is a gift of vision
We get busy
Symptoms of a twist of ambition paint the city
I came to terms and learned the counter culture I earned
Was picked by vultures burned mocked copied in returned
Wax to the curb
Getting slicker by the word
The rhyming right of birth
Not at the grind for perks not grinding hurts
Seeking self worth in capsule form chokes the soul
Bashful or boastful extremes

Balance the end
Choose your means
Whos your team
Choose the dream and don't wake for a thing
Plant the seed
Give it light and see the stems sprout to wings

Live indifferent to the mission fade in distance from your self
Hell is created my people know the well
Walk toward a greater light
I like to write myself to life
I might consider this my vice