future

Future
By nashon kemp 
see it comes out my mouth Like a lyrical golden fountain....hot like soup...as i progress oh so lovely...i would tell you all a story but what story can i tell you that has never been told...see i dont want to feel old but hey...my eyes do seem to deceive me alot so it must be true...ignore me now I'll ignore u later we're All playing in this game I  just get out last...its all over in a second...one blink soon will turn into three yesterdays past...and that soon will turn into my future...all I need is self love and self reliance...a kitchen full of food and 5 house hold appliances... everything I speak is nothing you listen to...and everything you speak  Is everything we hate...bullshit out ur mouth...its in my life that I procreate these lines on a fly...i drop them on the dime to give my eight and two cents to the unwise...see its all about our future never about our past...cuz our past will never last...its in this modern world that I'm an outcast 
But hey they know not that I would out last those that I pass...
Never knew living as an outcast would be so good never dwelling on wat others think cuz my thoughts r my own...huh and here I am sitting watching my own shows of my choice typing up my voice on my phone