LOSING GROUND

So it's uhm
Let me sit up-
Oh God,

I hope y'all are ready
Because I am
And I have been for some time now

I said I think I need my crown back
A found fact, that I down fast
The crowd acts
Like once downed
One can't bounce back
Allow that
Said I won't trip if I'm allowed that
I vowed that
But this run? How I sound track
I slip some, but stay toed' talking ten though
My grip numb, from play dough that I'd take home
I've since won, Alfredo on my made dough
I've been spun, picture Plato in a Range rov-
Out of place, now I'm out of pace in my outer space
Outerbanks, how I'm out of blanks in a crowded space
How I thank, those I outer rank? that empower fate
A flower vase, filled with sour waste, like an hour late
A Recovery
What I once sought, now I Recover B
Clumsily
To some a light nick
Be a cut for me
Cutlery
So Silver not bad, really just to me

Who said I'm giving up
I won so many times I wanna give it up
And live it up
Literally, I don't think I live enough
I give enough
I've given everything, I know give enough
But is enough
Really this enough?

Who said I'm giving up
I won so many times I wanna give it up
And live it up
Literally, I don't think I live enough
I give enough
I've given everything, I know give enough
But is enough
Really this enough? Do I bleed enough?
Could I be enough
Have I seen enough?
With the motion I picture, got a few cuts, have I scene enough
Expand my horizon, to write, do I read enough?
Feel I finally got what I wanted, but do I need enough?
I disagree enough
I hear em' out, but don't concede enough
Think I gotta find the balance (balance)
I think I seize enough
I'm gotten sea sick, of how I see enough
Which impede enough
I couldn't tell you how to see enough
Only knowing one thing for sure
Is that I gotta exceed enough