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Here’s a brief little story I’m about to tell
About a little kid whose life was a living hell
All he ever wanted was to live a life that’s swell
But instead he was forced to live inside of a shell
Oh what the heck or hell
He fell under the spell
He made a wish
And threw his life into the street wishing well
He became hard core deep down to his core
Life was then seen as such a bore he would eventually snore
He slowly became so cold and distant deep inside of his core
Something inside of him knew he could and should have more
So he made a decision to stop on his tracks and take a detour
He changed his routine and turned to a different route
And now at 35 still alive
Some know what he’s all about
He’s not a man asking for prestige or clout
But desires to help others see there is always a way out
It’s just based on your own perspective and choice
Choose a better path as your elective
Or live by the voices in your head that makes some negative noise
You can still be strong but now you walk with poise
And now negativity gets under your skin because it now annoys
You somehow wonder how you made it this far
How you shine brighter than the cosmos
And yet you aren’t a star
He still walks around with some deep wounds and scars
But he keeps his head up
And makes sure he doesn’t end up behind bars
Spitting bars but not behind and stuck in the row
I don’t ever want to be told – "I told you so"!
So here I be, and here I shall remain
A young man oddly plain on this third dimensional plane
That still struggles with physical, emotional, and spiritual pain
But every day I grow to be a better man indeed
And now I thank God for inner strength
For helping me make wise choices that which got me freed!
Not literal slavery
But he offered me bravery instead
Now God is the light and the power behind the thoughts in my head
I am no one special but I stand strong no matter the issue
I am now the shoulder to cry on and offer some others some tissue
For I have out grown so many insecurities
And over came my weakness
But I say it out of internal pride
But I make sure I never lose my meekness
So I have to come to you with a correct lyrical neatness
Highly organized and spew forth words with a tasty sweetness
An aroma of power and the taste of pure wealth
For what I try to enhance is your spiritual health
SkTzO
