At the end of the day, I wanna reflect. If nothing else, I just want to get to this moment. Smoke and release it, through these lines. Want a beat to drop, the pen to move, the unadulterated verses, of all that I am. At the end of the day, I wanna talk shit! I wanna instigate on the cruelties and injustices of my life. I wanna be gitty as a young love, spit sweet nothings to my woman. Uplift her in one verse, make her wet in the next. At the end of the day, I wanna be myself. Share with whoever it may concern, cause when I close my eyes, another day. And, here we go again. But, in this moment. I just wanna reflect, release these verses, cause tomorrow's not promised.
©gazeldeas
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