The Art Of Progression

The art of progression Is something of enlightenment The fact that you can evolve And then involve your mind In a split second A fragment of your life Becomes your whole Time Waisted On getting orchestraded But when the dust settles And you can actually See what I'm saying Without me asking you Is when I'll reach A peak Of total elation Not because I'm Faded Meaning high But because We are on the same Plane of exsistence And you chose to drive I will know That we both actually chose to live our lives Before we die True meaning We wore no diguise We told no lies to eachother But to others we choose to fight For our right To ignite And take flight In this life Ive said this before But history repeats itself So at this point in time I would say Its more Then alright To bite My own style Even though I'm 20 And still considered in some sects To be juvenile I gather knowledge Like wisdom that grandmothers Seem to sow much Hand down But I would feel better If it was just passed around Then I can avoid Looking like a clown Because you chose To look down on me....