Ya know I thought this post was gonna be about hope. This thing that I’ve created I was ready man I thought I was educated. I was gonna show you how to get through life when your down off the mic. Suffering I fight, drop my bars if I might. Im losing all of my light like I’m dying tonight. listen I thought that I was ready that this was gently gonna be placed descending, down onto the plenty that let me, show them my thoughts are never ending. But I guess This life if for the both of us the pain the shame the game that we get to play. The one they call life but really it’s lame. I’m ashamed of the planet they gave, I don’t like here man I wish I was already saved. But sadly we got to wait. To get from this place, we can’t just walk away dang it we can’t just escape. I wish that I could squish my visions so that I could list off the risk that grew thick out of wits of the man in the pits. But I can’t just have to plant myself in the dirt grow my roots get nurtured but it wont I ain’t a trooper, the birds that land are just chirpers, take as you will are you worth, all the blood and hurt, the pain concert, that rain that bursts. I know this is hard to follow and my lyrics my mind aren’t together and are pretty much hollow. But you have to understand that this battle isn’t just you. I’m suffering as we speak. As I type, my spirit has been ripped out of me. The positive me you think I am just hidden behind this pity sham. Pray for yourself and praise to the man. Pray for you sins, you don’t understand. Run to him man he holds out his hand. And if you grab on your eternities Planned.