2003-06-12 | SELLING LIVE WATER

AM I WRIting this at work?-yes

how much does it make me feel worth?=less

is it worth the stress?-no, but i can't help but feel it

i've got to do something constructive with my intuition

can't win tuition money, because i'd blow it all on records

and plus you don't need school for what i have in mind as potential endeavors

it's not that i'm an idiot, or should've stayed in school

it's just that i'm lazy in nature, and i don't always know what to do

to get started on a steep path, the type i wish to travel

means going through a lot to arrive there, and scraping your knees on the gravel

when i fell off that jungle gym, i felt indestructable

it lodged something into my head that wasn't even there before

my life hasn't always been as ideal as a huxtable

but when you look at the grand scheme, it's up in the air, not bleeding on the floor

and who am i to complain because i don't have a summer cottage in spain?

or because i can't always spit what i feel off the top of my brain

what i need to do is stop making excuses for where i'm at

and start forming the structure that will someday be the path that leads me away from it

each insult given or taken shall be transformed into a brick

and every rhyme i speak to no one in particular will be a peice of cement that is spit

out of my mouth shall only come positive energy

it can only heal worthy individuals anyway

those who don't deserve to feel my good guy wrath

will have their negative energy fused into a thousand carpenter ants

who along with me and my inner-comfort will work as one

in spite of the source from which they come from

cuz i'm no dumb dumb, sorry, i gotta run, son

- premature ejaculation | tantra +