Walk it Off

It's the rock spittin' Doc Rivers

A haiku'll turn your hottest into chopped liver

I'll be

22 in a moment's notice

I'm sayin I'm homeless but really

I was just comfortable

Could reach the skies at any time that I wanted to

Blessed with the natural talent package but effort lacking turned my passions to unfulfilled and inadequate

Infidelities against the one I'm dreaming could be

My queen forever

As trust issues magnified

I wanna stick a magzine inside my fucking mind

My momma textin you reacting like a homicide

"YO, WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?!"

Ma, relax.

It's difficult to get understanding when being seen as a man just using his mind to master plans without the hands to grasp the grands so I got up

Got out

and went to get something

My bitterness is overcome by benevolence

everybody eats on my strip

and steak might be deadly so i

stop and pop on the block to cop some Veggies

jerk tofu pattie to cleanse the palate

maybe sip some daal and I'll stand tall

One day I laid back and wondered...

How close was Jackie to the edge everyday they pushed him under?