Priorities
Everyone want they attention,
I want attention it’s true but that don’t mean that I sweat it
Want to be cool, get it on, got some leverage, yea gimme a mention
but I stand by, on call, I’m a 911 plan, head it
I’ve saved a friend struggling with mortality
Some nights he just scares the shit out of me
I’m concerned but this stuff is too tiring
That’s why I pray, cause in this life there’s more to see than what you see
There’s another carrying more weight than she or anyone ever needs
Working bar shifts whenever her friend is in need
Her friend was in need but she’s moved on to better things
She misses her, I feel for her, may she Rest In Peace
I’ll admit I’ve got it more easily
That don’t mean life comes formidably
They say experience teaches, I need more of it
I guess that’s why I’m on fly, rep Hawaii
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