"If I can stay in the moment, where I am present, my hustle would be to where nobody vould match. Not for the fortune and fame, but for the love of it.
If I can maintain a mindset, to where a natural high would suffice, Pray that my verses could heighten my shine, relieve my stress, like a blunt a couple of shots of Henn. I could be more than just a scribbler, to a poet willing to share my ups and downs. My dreams and ambitions to be expressive, than a mute.
If I can stay in the mentality to be upfront, not give a fuck to what can't harm me, I'll begin to understand how to be watchful, than naive to the games life plays, and people. Fake smiles and promises peddles like fentanyl, killing hopes and dreams. But Pac say "Don't with the white or anything man touches. Trust God always. Fuck with the trees." So, if I can stay in that mode, to learning the rules. Rich or poor. God has never let me lack. He only inspires me, to wonder if I could use all of what he has inside me. How dangerous I can be."
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