I can feel it
the blessings and my portion,
the assortment of the hours
of flowers blossoming,
a garden of commitment,
consequences I gotta live with
I may have bit off more than I can chew
but I still got more fruits that grew
during my last harvest, so imagine what
this season is going to be like,
I love what I love and I like what I like
life is like riding a bike,
once you catch the feel
there is no need to further psych
yourself out on falling down
and not being able to get back up,
angels with me and they always on
speed dial for back up,
I got enough storage in my soul
so I don't need to back up
from this open door calling my name,
it's the haters that'll encourage you
to never change
but if I never change I would be
just like the old me,
sulking in my losses,
not surrounding myself around bosses
not understanding my talent is flawless,
sick to my stomach with anxiety
making my spirit nauseous,
tip-toeing to not step on shoes,
moving cautious but caution
ain't never prepare me for the real,
it aint never prepare me for the wave
God wanted me to catch,
but yet the devil will smile and your face waiting to snatch your soul, I might bend
a little but it's not in my DNA to fold,
pile driving the devil like Stone Cold,
God already crowned me champion
It's my graduation to something better,
my style fabulous
and reciprocates the likes of neo soul,
didn't cha know
we gods
as children of the Most High,
not just some time,
but all the time,
I made this poem rhyme
just for you,
so you could know the truth.
