'77 . my birth year
A miracle child, from heaven
Lord knows, im worth a tear
With a snap tongue that flows wild
Brain cells plunge, stoned is my style
Dont know the facts, if momma
Had an ultra sound...i also compared myself to all those around...hands down
Who knows, if it was in my time...google maybe, yet is irrelevant.
I stay with those, who can stand my chime...im a google who lost a few noodles...
Stay with me, i show how I'm relevant.
For hell has spent, n spun
My nerves into a bunch
Tied up in my gut
Trying to make a cent
Off my nonsense
That literally makes sense
My wife has the patience
Momma tries her best...but we walked
Different paths
My marriage is God's test...as i stalk
An addition to my math
I confuse u...no doubt
I confuse me too...even my spouse
I stalked my own walks...like inner outter
Body experiences
I assume my next fall, my mind is .... Consumed..by widget spinners...and doubters..im Serious
That dark walk in shadows
Seeing art threw eyes of sparrows
Living like a rat in the gallows
Touched by chemicals....morphed to however
...u know.
A ninja turtle, wishing i was smart like Donatello..i jumped over n under hurdles, better than a limbo, dishing my heart out on off tempos...
{{just a quick flow...lost my point...enjoy}}
©mobombs
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