DO WHAT YOU DO
Thinking about my blessings
pain got venting
Airing out my dirty laundry
Audibly in a second
Nothing’s set in stone
Except gravestones near my home
Uncle wilson caught this virus
Pray he doesn’t go
All these neighbour that I’ve known
Banking on this statements from this payment that i owe
These pavements getting colder than they normally are
Craving normality
My mandem evading pasts
History is not in favour of us
Lying down in coffins coz of lean that we trust
I’m speaking with love
Fear is a factor that you with stay with
Traumas got me shaken up
maracas in the May wind
I’m vacant
Yards like an empty one
Blast like an empty gun
Shards from raising sun
Tasks getting crazy um
Hark till the days’ll come
Pitter Patter
As I sit and look out the window
Brodi on the curb he looking up like where the wind
I said my sissy look for your essence where did she go?
She looked me in the eye and said Lex where do I begin?
It’s still do or die until it isn’t
Yearning for days where learning was enough to know the truth
Yearning for when we learnt enough to know there weren’t no difference between good or bad
That gets you on the news
Ahh what’s a couple screws
Darg now we on the news
To whom it’s given pray forgiveness credit overdue
Money from school that my path wasn’t made for every leg
Best foot forward
Still as awkward as that baby step
You say we move
Still ready ready lace up our shoes
Already settling who, needs to settle disputes and who be telling the f
ilaments of this
reckless crew
Ever been blessed our pursuits
Been trying to pattern the juice out of a brick and tune
In this life you do what do
In this life you do what do
In this life you do what you must
Tryna pattern the juice out of a brick and a
tune
Show me love please
I can’t watch the damn news
Feel pinned, pricked and used
These top floor shenanigans like over cooked stew
I cursed you
I cared less
I didn’t share food
No we’re all stuck indoors, wits end
So what to do?
Alone with my thoughts
Overthinking second guessing
Will the rent get paid
Counting coins
Over stressing
It’s all peak these days
Nuts some doors don’t you let them in
The devils in the details
The stitch in the tailoring
My heart wants to roam
Butoutsides kinda killer
Wouldn’t mind a warm embrace maybe sometime in the summer
But the future ain’t promised
So I deal with the daily
Life’s tough as it is
Maybe I’m just going crazy
Caught the eye of a lady on my one hour walk
Out of fear we didn’ttalk
But my mind often wonders when the masks come off
What the hell’s the new normal?
Stay loose this life is far from formal