I have to pace myself feels like I've been racing myself I wear a lot of hats but there is no replacing myself so my shivs in my back I stay to myself I say to myself better health and more well so much on my mind I have to keep it to myself sometimes I feel as though I'm running out of time have to tighten my belt lighten up my load when I hit the road don't need nothing holding me down and holding me back this world can keep me bound it has to give me some slack been thrown but like a boomerang I keep coming back
The dethroned but still resilient destined to take my crown back sometimes it seems as if I forget to move forward unconsciously it's not on purpose knowing that my purpose is willed and entrusted to me to go farther