Im still lookin at my back everywhere i walk
Pitch black mid day no sun to show the path,
My past is a constant dance of who is here and who i am
Them and now im not much but a frown placed by myself bon the faces of family and friends

For my own peace I need to share a secret. but only to those who can keep it.
its gonna be hard but you gotta to keep it.
Its a short story, a walk ill describe in words.

somewhere in a forest where man can't find it.
A path lays where time sits, patiently taking itself on many trips.
space walks with his kids, sulking over  everything he did.
Nothing leaves prints in the dirt, and follows a love of his
its said that the path isn't from earth, that it came here to leave a purpose  
It refuses to leave until the world gets it and luckily its very patient.
It doesn't end and everything shares it, with a group of friends.
I found the path inside a drinking glass, full of water from a stream crossing a path.
The water looked clear as glass as I drank it i started to see black
It seems i fell asleep  so deep i immediately began to dream. I stared down the path in awe over what i saw.
My gaze  didint change from straight untill i walked by hundreds of Buddhists praying.
there chanting was my everything and welcomed my energy to stay.
phobe k
After a life of welcoming i walked on the path and couldn't will myself to leave
And after i had walked with the universe looked inside and saw myself  I fell back to myself. Woke suddnly feeling perfectly fine

Tested by the world, i don't see the reason im a little.different,, inconsistent with my wishes
I like to do what I want to and always push it

Confused walkin talkin man with a rottin grave earned it ****** cuz I misbehaved no one ever cares to wast money   in your middle name when your already dead

If I could of course I would,
collect my thoughts  all bad or good
Give a **** what you bang in the hood,
I care  about knowledge in my own way regrets at something you wish  had,
Just cuz I've done bad don't me I look back
The present is where im at   working for the future  its mor of a hhd

Look,
.       I have a knack for putting my nose where it dont belong.
Learned about drugs way to early on
now im too far gone
cant hardly Wright a song
My pencil keeps slipin from my sweaty palms
Bullets drippin from my pours like a rookie terrorist dropin bombs   -  of course.  -
got regrets i can write em in blood put em in an envelope stamp, sign and send em along
But who would ever put in wtighting all that they've donevwro

Listen up monkey,

.     do you remember how i yous to be ,
Back before there was a you and me
I wasn't looking for a chick for dating
I was a player and to other chicks you was hating
but you made the effort to connect
So above all those other hoes you was the best  
i never had to sneek around to cuddle with my girl,
just laid and waited for you to do the  u every night without shame I felt youpresence touching me and even more importantly I will never find  another girl that I love so dearly  I love you a monkey bunny