Sunday, November 29, 2015

Its 6Feet and 2Inches

Its a kind of situation I can't show my real pain,
Drunk texting  people just to show them Wasted Rain,
Eyes drooling out some water just to clean what my heart has retained,
Intoxicated with THC in my Body & nothing in life ever lost just gained,
Those friends I got at my back showed what they got inside them as Bitches,
Gotta appriciate the man like me still Standing high 6Feet 2Inches,

Thick Skin makes unbreachable u can't beat me to grounds & pitches,
Give me any beat to the Hell I'll be Tall always 6Feet 2Inches,

Fire of insecurities they have inside the heart all black,
Price was the fall for the piece I wanted,
But they didn't give a flash thought to cut me slack,
Don't say the words unspoken is all what I demanded,
Falling back to normal getting the blood out and Skin to Scratches,
Yeah we all get a bend but I'm still Tall like 6 Feet 2Inches,

Thick Skin makes unbreachable u can't beat me to pitches,
Give me any beat to the Hell I'll be Tall always 6Feet 2Inches,

I feel like a fool to love that easily,
Live strong to Live free is what I made the life's motto,
Pace is to be kept slow but they move fast hitting my speed disturbingly,
I do no harm to anyone cz u know I gotta live low to grounds yeah I got to,
Printing them pictures of holy mother of wounds and stiches,
Fractured my heart but man chin up I'm still Standing high like 6Feet 2Inches

I'm doing Everything I can just to revive the dead soul & I have my foot in the Right Shoe,
Hell of Check I got so far to be the man I'm like Feet Six and inches Two.

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