Psyche…

This;
This is how,
You train your psyche.
Depressed?
Hmm…
Perhaps you might be.
But;
You’ll never change if,
You don’t;
Shoot your shot like Nike.
Maybe just here me out,
Instead;
Of trying to fight me.
Trust me, This;
This is how,
You train your psyche,
Trust me, This;
This is how,
Your train your psyche.
Become;
Your own God,
Just like Bruce Almighty.

From dead ends,
To new beginnings.
I’ll pay my debts,
And;
Reap my winnings.
Grand slam my way,
Into extra innings.
Yup;
This is how,
You play ball.
Yup;
This is how,
You break,
The fourth wall.
They wanna,
Bring you down?
Then;
Fuck em’ all,
Scream n’ shout,
That;
Warrior’s call,
Like your heart,
Pumps;
That Volbeat.
Stereo bumpin’,
Like Digital Dolby.
Nahh;
I don’t fuck with,
The old me,
Seriously; Who dat?
I sumo slam my problems,
And;
Leave it all on the mat.
My gift of gab loves to chat,
I load the gat & target y’all,
Like a demographic map.
Choke up on the bat,
And;
Give that curve a slap,
Out the park,
Traveling further,
Than;
The stars in the dark.
I be;
That Joan of Arc,
When I make my mark,
In fact;
I ghost faced killed,
Tony Starks.
I wired up Jaws,
Now;
I’m king of,
The lone sharks.
These fuckin’ narc’s,
Yap Yap;
Like Chihuahua barks.
But;
I don’t give a fuck.
Got liquid up,
Spillin’ in my cup,
Yup;
I let the good times roll,
Now that’s wassup.

Sure; You can wallow,
In your sorrow,
Act like there’s no hope,
For tomorrow.
But;
Just know,
With a mentality like that,
There never will be.
It’s one hundred percent,
Your choice,
To set yourself free.
Houdini inna box,
With no key,
Future on the other side,
You’re too afraid to see,
Every beautiful thing,
That you could ever be,
But;
You’d rather,
Drown your pain out,
With hennessey.
Assassinate,
Like Lee Harvey,
Did Kennedy.
Once upon a time,
You were happy,
But;
Now that’s,
A distant memory.
You point one finger,
While three more,
Points back,
At the true enemy.
Chakra’s be clogged,
Gotta;
Realign that energy.
Make the wrong choice,
And;
Suffer the penalty.
I’m where I’m at today,
Cause’;
I’m picky bout’,
The forces that enter me.
Me; Myself; & This 3rd Eye,
That’s all I need to center me.

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