she was in the back row, back in her 6th grade class
never would have cheated but she never would have passe
not cuz she was dumb, maybe a little crazy, not too lazy not true ADHD.
young rebel with a hate that she blamed on the shit we wade through daily.
come level with the fate that she may see pain each day and she may seem crazy
but she wont phase out pride,
no regard for the ways outside of her mind-state
waves interfere
days into weeks into months into tears and assumptions
fears of consumption, beers on a weekday
gears lock place unengaged on a replay
sound-waves clear her from a haze-
and she savors to
hear some days new ear-drum flavors
peers some days through a mirror at a weird neighbor
labor, just to keep on truckin.
keep on sucking up, keep on duckin.
keep on long enough keep on puffin
fronting like nothing, nothin' like bluffing
she had somethin it was somethin like nothin id seen-
what i mean it, i was hypnotized
wise and pristine it was in those eyes:
skylights wide to the inside
to the pool so bright it emits light even despite
the pollution: quite resolution
slightly diluted over a fight for solutions
love to dance but she hates clubs
any chance she refrains from her make up
she gets high off beauty but she has a high tolerance
always be to blame for the break up
had the same ambition get the cake up-
-wishing we could wake up everybody, make up time.
same damn vision but the aim was diff-er-ent
makes me miss it when i play back time
makes me wish that i could change my mind, but i can't
i wont, i wont play blind and i wont pay time to a cause
at odds with mine.
never gonna compromise
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can't switch sides, knowing this sides right.
been back there where shes at when i lacked foresight
fast-forward grasp more tact more facts, forthright when i ask for a fight
formidable but my insight's stronger
morbid it might seem for a bit longer
she was trying to see each face be fed
dream to proceed each place she tread
free 3rd-world countries from the pain,
rain aid from a plane to the plains where the aids reign
aim to attain health care welfare for the whole wide world in vain
"girl you're insane!"
then she said i'm heartless
said i'm just a cynic who she wants no part with
so i packed my crap and i left
tears in my eyes and a gap in my chest
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