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It was my birthday; just mulling things over
Relevance is so damn obivous,
not my own , just being catious.
I was told that I wasnt worth it , damn it waste, take it all away
BUT im gonna take it, to make it, to begin and continue all day,
play the sport like in tennis, the raquet is gonna be my weaponary.
Yea, I know whats with me and my abnormality?
Most of us say screw Society, what a player cheating in the endlines
Then theres the game with all those baselines.
I honestly dont understand, dont get the rules of the game,
maybe take a picture, make it a kodak moment and put it on freeze-frame.
You try to make a claim, like its all you know
But all you did was make my heart like snow.
I was taught to give no love, to recieve the better.
But instead I was the one to write that cheesy love letter.
He got it,read it, put it aside told me to screw off
geez guy, what a brush-off.
But whatever my lifes like a highway, all those roads and routes twists me to drive
got the baggage on my shoulder ready to thrive and strive.
The other day I was reflecting on the turn of the century,
without realizing that life is taken too absent-mindely.
Bold these words to make it valid,
it keeps going on, soon to be a nice long ballad.
DAMN, so whats wrong with me?
So, I wanna a guy to call me sexi,
not cuz of some skin tight jeans,
but cuz my medulla be spillin out the seams.
Intelligence for me is the sexiest thing alive,
Their knowledge is stacked up, like some kind of archive.
I hear people use it to play mind games, something they been using from their sweet sixteen.
But I ve been messing with your head from age five, too bad that couldnt be foreseen.
Another thing whats with you people and your brand names?
Like its a big deal you bought 70$ jeans, while I could another one that looks the same.
So you got gucci on your ass?
I got wal-mart on mine, trying to treat me some kind of outclass?
I feel like theres something I should explain,
for all of you out there that should abstain:
treat your body like your brain,
and your brain like your body.
Don't get it?
well, dont sweat it.
Trust me when I say friendship is temperoray
Invest in family, I'm telling you thats the real beauty.
Alright, this when you tell me about all your life problems,
when you lean on your friends, cuz blah blah , blow my eardrums.
Look, been there, done that, still going through,
feel like lifes gotten you on a undetermined queue?
Yes, and trust me when I say life is not the end,
death is another adventure just around the bend.
Curve me into your likeness, wont work unless you're God,
cuz hes the only true one who can change me from a fraud.
You can mumble and stumble through this lifetime
But you waste your time, pretty soon its bedtime.
One last thing, I apologize to those all of you who been in pain,
cuz I know im the undetermined cause, burning in the rain.
I know I put you through a lot,
these words meant for than one, all twisted in a knot.
So: I see yankee stadiums in your future, dream big, girl I see you there already.
But don't foget what you were taught, try to keep it steady.
I'm also talking about you bro, raised you from time,
right now you're young, dont sweat it bro there ll be time to dine.
In my heart you will always be my lil spiderman.
This one to the two people who made it possible to be on this planet,
you gave it all, sorry I had to make the ride rough like granite.
To this one guy, who pushed through a year,
stuck by, even though you got tired of me talking through your ear.
I'm sorry for all the drama I pulled you in
I thank all the times you taught me how to grin.
Boi, I can see you in a suit, system analyst was it?
top knotch, cuff ready, crease free, believe me I know it.
Then theres you two, like best friends and brothers,
whatever it is man, sociology to PR, I can see you all going all further.
Yes, I still remember that time you ditched me in a shopping cart,
what a great way for this year long friendship to start.
Yes, I remember you Mr.Photographer,
you gotta genuine soul, kept me sane, kept me to the beat of life better than a choreographer.
Now I know, im missing so much more,
Dont worry, I remember you, aint trying to ignore.
Just remember if our log rides drift us apart,
I will never forget to keep you all in my heart.
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