Entry #149 (cover)

As this years’ coming to a close I been running through these shows And running through these hoes They ain’t really hoes I’m just sorry we ain’t grow Gave trump another poll and then we let the votes go Then complain about the change but one day we gotta show Standing up and being bold If it’s coming from an Elder, always do what you were told No matter how much older we get, we’re never really grown This been feeling like a poem Got me missing when I’m home Shoutout to Samara, when I heard I had to write Lightskin with the grill man, maybe she my type, I’m just playing Been laying back, thinking that I should quit Like I know I’m still nice, but I been tired as shit Tryna keep the boat afloat Gently down my streams, so I row Though I know Acting outta characters a golden globe So I’m headed to the gym Just to get an hour in Been getting back in the flow to get my power wind Feeling like I’m Gohan the training just beginning My coach posted a quote, said no such thing as winning Cause then you get complacent You spend it then replace it No ones coming to save you You gotta do your paces Your gift’ll make room for you You ain’t gotta chase it But still put the work in You ain’t gotta be perfect, I’m gone…