Bajki

I tell you my stories
Sometimes it's all that I have left
The problems, the worries
Have made a home inside my chest
But deep within I know
My worth can never be debated
And my soul can never be regulated

Journey, not a race
Legacy in place
Face fears, do it anyway, its real no play play
Survival on replay, revival on display, its tribal how we pray
The struggles 'til payday
Will I make to the next day, give up and go cray cray
My mind can get busy, I find that its hearsay
It's chatter what matters is now
Give me a reason I want to know how
To be present and gifted allow, shifted the dao
The industry foul, cash cow, poster child, misfit souls take hold
My purposeful peaceful position be bold
Follow intuition just listen, you're in control
Grant what you're wishing, searching your soul
Love is the mission, may stories be told
Magi edition, dipped in the gold, drippin' in gold
Shifted the mold, godly and glowed, gifted and cold

Sometimes I wonder
If I'm part of God's plan
Praying on my knees
Without the strength to make a stand
Struggled all my life
I couldn't leave it if I ran
Storm clouds everyday
I'm cursing out the weatherman
Convinced that good girls
Never want a good man
So I'll be dealing with these hoes now
Until I'm done playin
Tripped up a couple times
I'm just hoping I could land
I'm all up in my feelings
I'm just sayin
A 80's Baby
Trying to maintain
Too dumb to leave the streets
But too smart to gangbang
Too cool to be a geek
But too lame to slang Cain
Cute enough to date
But not enough to change their last name
Born in the projects
But never was I hood enough
Wicked jump shoot
But my handles wasn't good enough
Momma and my pops tried
Hate it that they separated
Rules don't apply to me
My life can't be regulated